Swallowing, Wesley took a sip of coffee and watched as a piece of lettuce escaped the sandwich and fell onto the paper that was serving as a plate. "I already know it tastes good -- I've had it before." He gestured at the refrigerator and another bit of lettuce dropped out of the sandwich. "Don't you want to have anything?"
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Date: 2004-09-06 01:26 pm (UTC)