Nothing. Nothing is Left
Jan. 24th, 2007 01:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Waitress: And miss, what'll you have?
amalthya: I'll have the garden salad, but please hold the dressing, egg, turkey, swiss cheese and croutons. I can't have any animal products.
Waitress: Wait, what's left?
amalthya: Uh, peppers, black olives, tomatoes, onions, cucumbers?
rosefox: Lettuce?
Waitress: How about getting Some Other Salad?
amalthya: Uh, yea, sure.
Waitress: Want a scoop of tuna with that?
amalthya: No, no animal products.
Waitress: How about a scoop of tuna?
amalthya: Uhh. No, thanks.
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Waitress: Wait, what's left?
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Waitress: How about getting Some Other Salad?
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Waitress: Want a scoop of tuna with that?
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Waitress: How about a scoop of tuna?
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