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It wasn't exactly a party, not really. Bill and Len weren't sure De was up for a party just yet, although he was showing distinct signs of improvement. Nor was it a dinner, or indeed - thank God - anything quite so sedate and affected as a tea partyTo Bill's mind, it was a whatsit. That would do. There was
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"Let's start with this, then."
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"There you are," he said, when it opened to reveal Emma. "I wondered where you'd gotten to. Especially since you were bringing the ice-cream." He winked, and leaned down to kiss her cheek. "It's nice to see you. De's over there - seems to be enjoying himself."
He indicated.
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He returned with the promised crackers and a glass of water, before excusing himself to go over and greet Emma.
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She hadn't yet met the woman walking over towards the group, but she had seen the guest list; there was only one person this could be.
"Hello," she said, smiling. "You must be Emma." She held out her hands to take one of the containers of ice cream. "I'm Christine. Here, let me help you with those."
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He considered suggesting root beer floats, but thought better of it. He had no desire to swing De down out of his good mood.
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"Well, some of this will actually go nicely with the cake which you haven't cut yet," he suggested with a smile.
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He slipped a lighter out of his pocket where he had concealed it earlier, in readiness; took the candle out of the other pocket and stuck it into the smooth top of the cake.
"We couldn't work out how old you were," Bill explained, as he lit it, "so there's only one. Which means that if you don't get them all in one go, you'll - you're - well. You'd better."
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He looked around at the small group assembled in the room a bit anxiously. "You're...you're not all going to sing 'Happy Birthday' are you?" he said, with slight trepidation.
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"That depends entirely on whether you would like us to."
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She glanced at Bill, waiting for him to lead off the singing.
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