The bell to the diner door jingles softly, signaling someone's entrance. To be precise, it was two someones, both of them so similar in appearance it was eerie. Their hairstyles matched, and their clothes (strange style, like something out of the 1930s) also matched save for the face that one was a woman and the other a man.
"I fail to see the point in this endeavor." Rosalind stated tensely as she entered behind Robert, showing less tolerance than her brother.
"The point is very simple." Robert replied, the slightest bit of humor in his tone. "We're hungry, we're getting something to eat."
Rosalind glowered at him, but went in to take a seat, ending up near The Man. Robert joined her a moment later. "We could have stayed home."
"Home does not have French fries."
"...A fair point."
Yeah, they're going to babble like this for a while, unless someone speaks up.
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"As opposed to what, sitting?"
The bell to the diner door jingles softly, signaling someone's entrance. To be precise, it was two someones, both of them so similar in appearance it was eerie. Their hairstyles matched, and their clothes (strange style, like something out of the 1930s) also matched save for the face that one was a woman and the other a man.
"I fail to see the point in this endeavor." Rosalind stated tensely as she entered behind Robert, showing less tolerance than her brother.
"The point is very simple." Robert replied, the slightest bit of humor in his tone. "We're hungry, we're getting something to eat."
Rosalind glowered at him, but went in to take a seat, ending up near The Man. Robert joined her a moment later. "We could have stayed home."
"Home does not have French fries."
"...A fair point."
Yeah, they're going to babble like this for a while, unless someone speaks up.