"I love you," Bellatrix hissed, and then got out of the car, slamming the door on her way out. She left it at that, walking around and angrily yanking Caprica's side open. She held out her arm and forced a grin onto her face, "I've arranged your favorite, lovey. Fresh and home-cooked. Not by me of course. I'm not trying to poison you. Yet."
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