[ That gets him to laugh again and his stomach is of course still sore, so he regrets it immediately; but really what other kind of reaction is he supposed to have to the real possibility of needing a map to navigate their hotel room? ]
Ahh if there really is one—I'll figure it out. [ There's a mumble here about not being used to some things, which is probably how they're both feeling right now. Nothing left to do but honor his word though, so he does finally manage to roll off the bed with a grunt. A half-stretch, half-rub at his head follows after. ]
Yeah the restaurant group, there's a couple around here. [ He's giving McDonald's way too much credit, but he's never been there. A pause as he closes his eyes while he sifts through the memories he got last night, but they pop open again almost immediately. ]
...they have hash browns? [ It doesn't really sound entirely like a question, but it does sound like he has entirely way too much stake in fried potatoes. ]
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Ahh if there really is one—I'll figure it out. [ There's a mumble here about not being used to some things, which is probably how they're both feeling right now. Nothing left to do but honor his word though, so he does finally manage to roll off the bed with a grunt. A half-stretch, half-rub at his head follows after. ]
Yeah the restaurant group, there's a couple around here. [ He's giving McDonald's way too much credit, but he's never been there. A pause as he closes his eyes while he sifts through the memories he got last night, but they pop open again almost immediately. ]
...they have hash browns? [ It doesn't really sound entirely like a question, but it does sound like he has entirely way too much stake in fried potatoes. ]