Gabrielle: So, where are we?
Xena: In the dark.
Gabrielle: I can *see* that! Or rather, I can't....
Xena: At any rate, we'd better stay in this cave until the storm blows over.
Gabrielle: Storm? I thought we were escaping a warlord?
Xena: Either, or...does it really matter?
Gabrielle: It probably should, but no, it doesn't matter. If only I weren't so cold.
Xena: Cold? I thought we were wet, drenched in the storm.
Gabrielle: I wish you hadn't said that. Now, all of a sudden, I'm cold *and* wet.
Xena: There's no wood for a fire, so we'll have to find another solution to getting warm.
Gabrielle: Please hurry, because I'm...oh...Yes, that would work.
Xena: Only as an emergency measure, you understand. Until the warriors are gone.
Gabrielle: Or the storm lets up.
Xena: Whatever...but it's the only sensible thing to do. Feeling warmer now?
Gabrielle: Yes. Much.
Xena: Good.
Gabrielle: In fact....
Xena: Yes?
Gabrielle: ...it's suddenly *quite* warm in here.
Xena: You're not running a fever are you? Here, let me check.
Gabrielle: Is that another of your medical techniques? Testing for a fever with your lips?
Xena: It's a tried and true method. Lips are very sensitive to heat, more so than hands.
Gabrielle: Oh, really. So, if I put my lips *here*....
(long silence)
Xena: I've never tried testing that place before....
Gabrielle: What about this one?
Xena: ...oh...yes...I mean, no...not that one either.
Gabrielle: Are you sure hands aren't sensitive enough? I can feel warmth beneath my fingers.
Xena: Yes...oh, yes....
Gabrielle: I thought so. Fingers can be just as sensitive as lips.
Xena: Gabrielle, there's another place you haven't checked.
Gabrielle: You mean this one?
Xena: Oh...you know about that already.
Gabrielle: I'm naturally curious. And it wasn't that hard to find.
Xena: Now that you've found it....
Gabrielle: Don't worry, I won't stop.
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