She can't help but lean toward the driver's seat in order to peer inside the bag from the radio and the young man at the window. Whatever it is, it smells delicious.
"What is this food thou hast found? Potatoes?" She'll ask the hard-hitting questions when she gets to them.
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Date: 2009-11-20 07:30 am (UTC)"What is this food thou hast found? Potatoes?" She'll ask the hard-hitting questions when she gets to them.