"Care for a drink, girlfriend?"
Kim smiled lazily up at her friend. Lately Kim had been so wrapped up in all her activities that she had begun to burn out. Those close to her had seen the signs and had asked her to take a break. She refused. Lucky for her she had friends just as stubborn as she was, and they outnumbered her.
"Yeah, that would be nice."
Kim stretched, then yawned. So stubborn that when they realized nothing short of kidnapping would get her to take a break, they did just that.
She shook her head.
"I still can't believe you drugged my nacos."
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"I still can't believe we drugged her nacos."
Wade shrugged.
"There was no other way, she needed the break. We both know that."
"I know THAT. THAT isn't the problem"
"Oh?"
Wade looked up at him. It was almost an event for Wade to Leave-His-Room but hey, how many times would he get to go to Noosa beaches in Australia? First Class? With friends? And get to help with a kidnapping? LEGALLY? Well, almost.
"we. doped. a. naco. Nothing is sacred anymore!"
Ron waved his hands about as if to emphasize the scale of the defilement.
"I mean, why the nacos? Couldn't we have doped her drinks or.. or.. or her other food? I mean, her mum was more than happy to help us with the rest!"
Like a school teacher, Wade circled his finger in a correctional manner.
"She would have smelt or tasted it. Only the overpowering, sense numbing effect of mountains of cheese could hide it. Hence the naco."
Ron slumped.
"Damn you and your logic."
Wade smiled, lay back on the sand, and dozed off.