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[yielded]

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[purrtagonist]

[huh. after hearing it a few times. . . well. she has a very nice laugh]

Any preferences? I've been touring the restaurants of the city myself.

[yielded]

Hmm... I do enjoy Greek.

[ Teehee! ]

And I'm not really that fond of fast food. [ She'll add, ] Truthfully, I'm not that picky.

[ She actually is. For instance, she'll never insist on going to a bakery and if anyone took her to McDonald's, she would politely refuse to eat. ]

[purrtagonist]

Greek. . . I haven't found any restaurants with Greek-like food yet.

[time for him to GO ON A MISSION for the Verens equivalent of Greek food]

Either way, we'll skip the fast food. Those usually don't make good lunch hangout spots, anyway.

[yielded]

Well, in that case... nothing too greasy or heavy?

[ She certainly doesn't want him to stress himself out on this mission (that she actually doesn't know about). As long as the food groups are proportionate and she's not at risk of sullying her muscle mass or her perfect figure, she's happy. ]

[purrtagonist]

Consider that request noted and granted, all at once.

[she's probably wise for making sure to eat so healthy like that. MUCH WISER THAN THIS TEENAGER who stuffs giant burgers into his mouth]