[ He nods, then turns his attention back onto the boxes. Knowing where to begin is always tricky, but - might as well go for the closest one in this case! So he bends down and opens it up, poking a hand in and grabbing one of the contents at random.
Oh, pork rinds.
... And so is that. That too. ]
Are pork rinds your favourite? [ He calls out, just enough to hopefully be heard. ]
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Oh, pork rinds.
... And so is that. That too. ]
Are pork rinds your favourite? [ He calls out, just enough to hopefully be heard. ]