"DO YOU THINK WE CAN GET DONUTS?!" Pym grinned wildly at Cassie. He had a weird metabolism, what with the pym particles and all, and since coming to Goodland, it had surged itself in an almost constant desire for sweets. Part of that was probably because he never really had them back home.
"Make a donut tower or something! I bet everyone would think that was cool."
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