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He turned his head and looked at me furiously. "You woke me up. Why did you wake me up? I was back home. I was just about to carry out a serious refrigerator raid. My mom made a cheesecake! A strawberry cheesecake, and I don't mean one of those things from a mix; the woman can make cheesecake."
Then he looked at me again, more dubious. "David? Are you spooning me?"