A blink and his frown deepens, with surprise more than displeasure. "The fries at the diner were salted. What if it's only in certain amounts? It's not like I'm full-"
God.
Just don't.
He lifted a hand to rub at his hair, sighing. "So. New leg, right?"
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Date: 2011-10-22 09:03 pm (UTC)God.
Just don't.
He lifted a hand to rub at his hair, sighing. "So. New leg, right?"