[ for a moment she tilts her head and thinks, "His mother beat him...?" no, that can't be it. eyes shift towards the meal he buys her earlier on. satya lets out a hum of affirmation as she reaches a single fry out with her right hand, a nail tapping against it as she hold onto it. ]
I would like that.
[ and then she takes a bite. it's... crunchy. salty to the taste, but still a fried potato. it's not as though satya hasn't had french fries before but it's just from this specific diner that she hasn't eaten at before. satya has heard of denny's, but she simply never experiences it until today.
it's rather — ]
And this is rather good. [ she takes another, and another. the burger will come in a moment because she's exploring the texture, biting slow now and then before swallowing. ] Would you consider this a favorite of yours?
[Engineer sits up a little straighter, though the way his arm leans behind his chair with that same-as-ever easygoing smile says he's still plenty relaxed. He chuckles as Symmetra considers the fries.]
Maybe not a favorite. I'm a home-cookin' kind of guy. My favorites usually involve steak on a grill and a beer in my hand. But I like fast food in the middle of the night as much as the next fella.
[Speaking of beer, don't tell anyone that he spiked his Coke, because he's drinking it right now.]
How's work going?
[You're like... his pseudo-successor(???) He's gotta ask.]
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I would like that.
[ and then she takes a bite. it's... crunchy. salty to the taste, but still a fried potato. it's not as though satya hasn't had french fries before but it's just from this specific diner that she hasn't eaten at before. satya has heard of denny's, but she simply never experiences it until today.
it's rather — ]
And this is rather good. [ she takes another, and another. the burger will come in a moment because she's exploring the texture, biting slow now and then before swallowing. ] Would you consider this a favorite of yours?
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[Engineer sits up a little straighter, though the way his arm leans behind his chair with that same-as-ever easygoing smile says he's still plenty relaxed. He chuckles as Symmetra considers the fries.]
Maybe not a favorite. I'm a home-cookin' kind of guy. My favorites usually involve steak on a grill and a beer in my hand. But I like fast food in the middle of the night as much as the next fella.
[Speaking of beer, don't tell anyone that he spiked his Coke, because he's drinking it right now.]
How's work going?
[You're like... his pseudo-successor(???) He's gotta ask.]