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Sneakeh Cat 
Flynn had closed his eyes, enjoying the silence, until....
until.....
what was that s m e l l?
He opened one eye and looked up at no other than his date, who basically smelled like garbage. He sat up, gave her a nice long look-over in complete silence, before replying, "Even though you smell like a badger," *ahem*, "and look like one too, you are still somewhat attractive."
Was he saying that to get a rise out of her? Possibly.
But was he going to let her ruin this date by arriving looking like a hot mess? No. He knew the game she was playing since she had denied him this date more than once, and he was not going to let her RUIN IT. Not after all the time he spent putting it together!
He was going to have to face away when he breathed though. She smelled toxic.
"I made sandwiches.... and cookies." Well, the house elves made the cookies but still.
"That's a shame," Felicity mustered, swallowing her pride and crossing her hands in her lap. "I
was aiming for skunk." You know, the worlds smelliest animal? She would not admit that she was kind of upset that he told her she looked like a badger, because she totally
wasn't. That was the look she was going for. No, she
hadn't wanted him to tell her she looked nice when she'd just woken up, and
no she wasn't upset at the use of 'somewhat' in front of attractive.
And
no the guilt wasn't growing at the mention that he'd made the food.
Of course it wasn't. "You?
You baked?"