Session Two: "Bikini Bake"
Carly and Sam are in the kitchen baking in preparation for an iCarly segment.
"Sam! I said one-half a cup of chocolate chips! How many did you put in there?"
They both look down at the bowl, where a mountain-sized pile of chocolate chips covers the other ingredients, and goes higher than the rim of the bowl.
"Hey, you just said you wanted me to help. I don't remember anything about improvising being against the rules," Sam replied smugly.
"With that much chocolate in the recipe we may as well just go buy a candy bar," Carly explains while taking a couple handfuls of the chocolate chips out of the bowl.
"Why don't we? The only point to baking is that we get to eat the deliciousness before, during, and after. Like a continuous dessert buffet. But noooo, we gotta let this stuff get all Gibby-fied for the show."
"The segment was your idea," Carly reminds Sam while pointing a finger at her.
"Yeah, but I was daydreaming that I was bathing in cookie bars, not Gibby," Sam complains with a pout.
"Don't look at me like that. You can't be shirtless on the show, and it won't work as well..."
"...I could wear a bikini!"
"Yeah, that would work, but you don't..."
"...I can borrow one of yours, right?"
Carly gives Sam a stern look.
"I've already told you before that you can't borrow any of my..."
"...underwear! You said I couldn't borrow any underwear. A bikini is a bathing suit," Sam states in a matter-of-fact tone.
"It touches the same parts," Carly declares with a huff.
Sam ignores Carly's comment, dips her hand into the bowl, and retrieves some cookie dough to lick off her fingers.
"Mmm, om nom nom," Sam exclaims as she tastes it with a satisfied smile.
"Ew, Sam, that's gross!"
Sam dips her hand into the bowl for some more dough while bringing her index finger on the other hand to Carly's lips.
"Shh, just taste it," Sam insists.
Carly starts to mumble in protest, but Sam quickly replaces the clean index finger with the one freshly covered in dough and sticks the tip of it inside Carly's mouth. Some of it sticks to her tongue, and she's forced to taste it. Sam watches with a smirk as Carly tries to hide that she enjoyed it.
"You were saying, Cupcake?"
"Ah, it's good. Gimme some more!"
Carly reaches for the bowl, but Sam beats her to it. She lifts it in the air and moves to keep it out of Carly's reach.
"Nuh uh. Are you gonna let me borrow the bikini?"
Carly frowns in defeat.
"Fine, just let the tasty hostage go."