"We need to pick up Chinese food." She whirled to face him, peering at him intently. "You know where to get some good stuff, right? I don't usually do Chinese food, but Squalo insisted."
She turned back to continue to the car, imperiously ignoring him until they got into the car. Then he got another intense look. "Does Chinese food taste like testicles, usually?"
"Oh, probably. But I've never gone to a Chinese place. I doubt the stuff the staff cooked at home resembles the real thing at all." She sniffed, petulantly. "Just what is Superbi up to, then, telling me to get Chinese that doesn't taste like hairy balls? If it's oily and gross like that, then wouldn't it all taste like...like...hairy balls?"
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She turned back to continue to the car, imperiously ignoring him until they got into the car. Then he got another intense look. "Does Chinese food taste like testicles, usually?"
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