[Today, the scent of roasted turkey, stuffing, and other such iconic holiday foods is wafting all through out the train, beckoning you to one central car. And the scent certainly does not lie - a huge feast has been set up in this car, on an impossibly long table where the food seems plentiful and looks divine.
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The turkey comes when I don't want it anymore.
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Me either. Come on, come eat something anyway. There's plenty here.
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[ looks at the food ]
... maybe a small plate.
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Yesterday you couldn't get enough, not you're not even hungry? ... are you getting sick or something?
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Well, try to eat a little something, then go back to bed, okay?
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... yeah, best play it safe. she nods and sighs irritatedly. ]
All right.
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But she didn't, so he takes her over to a chair and pulls it out for her.]
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There. The stuffing looks really good.
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