"Thank you!" Turtle chirped, shaking her head and wondering why she was thinking of taking that last statement literally. "Thank you, thank you. These are really good, too."
Turtle found herself blushing deeply, which was odd. She never really cared about that before. "Yeah," she said. "From my older sister. My real name is horrible."
But there was food.
"Oh, please, please, please tell me you've made lots of that...."
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And she could. She thought about it. But that's why she was stuffing her face, distracting one hunger with another.
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And then she looked at the guy. "Do I know you?"
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"I'm Turtle," she offered, smiling back, although a little tentatively. "Nice to meet you, George."
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"Bad enough," she pointed out, "that I prefer the name of a shelled amphibian instead."
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