I don't get it...
Curt wanders into the Nexus with a McDonalds bag in hand and a chocolate milkshake in the other. Dropping into a graceless sprawl on the floor, he sets the shake aside and removes a cardboard box from the bag; a quarter pounder with cheese sits nestled inside.
"I know, I know... spare me the lectures and the Pulp Fiction jokes." He grins and picks up the hamburger, flicking the seseme seeds off the top of the bun with a half-disgusted, half-amused look. "Can anyone tell me why they have these seeds on them? They don't provide any noticeable crunch, have no taste, no nutritional value. Yeah, yeah... I know. What in this bag does?."
He chomps off a huge bite. "So, wha's sa point den?"
"I know, I know... spare me the lectures and the Pulp Fiction jokes." He grins and picks up the hamburger, flicking the seseme seeds off the top of the bun with a half-disgusted, half-amused look. "Can anyone tell me why they have these seeds on them? They don't provide any noticeable crunch, have no taste, no nutritional value. Yeah, yeah... I know. What in this bag does?."
He chomps off a huge bite. "So, wha's sa point den?"