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[command_dot_com]

Tonight, just out of the office and practically glowing with glee, you have a green COMMAND.COM at the bar with two boxes, one small, one rather large which soon get set down upon the surface

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[ami_imperfect]

How about staring? Is staring at Dot's food okay? 'Cause that's what Dani's guilty of doing right now.

"Wow."

[command_dot_com]

Staring is alright. The chips and fries are safe to snag nips from, but stick you hand near the salad and steak at your own risk.

Good thing Dot works out or there'd be a serious pudge problem later.

"Mhmmhm. Hi, Dani!"

[ami_imperfect]

Well, Dani won't snag nips unless she's given permission to do so. Just to be on the safe side.

"Hi, Dot," Dani replies. "How's it going?"

And is there a polite way to ask if all of that food is for one person?

[command_dot_com]

"Pretty good, the wedding invitations were sent out today." Dot smiles. "And I dropped a few boxes off at the Bar. What's processing in your life?"

Possibly. Perhaps the best way is to straight out ask, since she -is- in a happy mood.

[ami_imperfect]

"Not much. Thanks for the birthday present, by the way." Comics from Dot and Enzo's world are pretty cool, she's discovered.

"...are you...really going to eat all of this?"

[command_dot_com]

"Well I'm glad you liked them," Dot says...as the salad has now been decimated, without a single leaf surviving on the plate. The steak is mostly gone as well and she's on that second shake.

"Well I might stop after a few paradoxes and chips, you're welcome to a few of those if you like."