[ Oh... at least a lot of it's finger food, things like those rolled egg omelets and sausages and a side of cherry tomatoes, although he doesn't have a drink with him to wash it all down. He doesn't seem put off by the rudeness at all, just concerned about the state of Stephanie not eating— the swearing makes sense now. She's hangry.
Where's that pieces of paper...
He finds her original message, and hands it to her. ]
lunch, auditorium?
[ But like... tomorrow. Or whatever day he isn't being accosted by idols. ]
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Where's that pieces of paper...
He finds her original message, and hands it to her. ]
lunch, auditorium?
[ But like... tomorrow. Or whatever day he isn't being accosted by idols. ]