[hello again, friend. this whole festival thing has the potential to go very poorly for easily-distracted Alec--but for now, the discordant tangling of sights, sounds, and smells has lulled him into a rather pleasant, dreamlike mood.
besides, he can always get behind food, especially food that he's never tried before. he looks up at Horatio from where he'd just sort of been standing and eating--and holds out his paper bowl of what appears to be a pile of fried tentacles, with pink breading.]
Strawberry fried squid. [he says pleasantly:] I think it's terrible, but I'm not sure.
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besides, he can always get behind food, especially food that he's never tried before. he looks up at Horatio from where he'd just sort of been standing and eating--and holds out his paper bowl of what appears to be a pile of fried tentacles, with pink breading.]
Strawberry fried squid. [he says pleasantly:] I think it's terrible, but I'm not sure.