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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 2:32:25 GMT -5
"I love pickles, too," Prudence said. "My dad and I used to go to this deli on the Lower East Side that had the most amazing sour pickles. They were huge, about this big." She cupped her hands so they showed about a two-inch diameter. "As for weird tastes...well...tongue."
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 2:42:43 GMT -5
Marc shined her a smile over their common food interest and got up to collect her money for the food run, standing on the side of her bed. She jumped at Pru's comment and looked back at her. "Uh heh...huh? Like...?" she wasn't exactly what she meant by that. Maybe she as making some kind of...sex joke- since these roommated of hers did it quiet often. ...Then she wanted to slap herself for her mind wondering that far from normalness.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 2:51:03 GMT -5
"Tongue," she said sheepishly. "Cow's tongue. My dad is nuts for it. It's from the same deli we get the mega-pickles at. You....put it on rye bread with brown mustard. I you ignore what it really is, it's delicious."
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 2:55:39 GMT -5
She smirked wanted to laugh at how strangely cute she found this. "I guess I'll just have to try it when I get the chance." her smile widening. "Um... I'm a sucker for seafood myself." she advised in her quietly. "I have to carry mints with me 24/7 so I don't get eel breath." she laughed but it slowed down to a weird quiet uncomfortable nervous chuckle. "So I guess what I meant was that I'm all a go for strange foods, I guess."
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 2:58:12 GMT -5
"There's a correlation between high IQ's and the willingness to try unfamiliar foods," Prudence pointed out as she picked up her keychain lanyard. "Did you know that?"
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 3:06:43 GMT -5
She shook her head as to say no, with the same goofy smile on her face. "You'd think differently- growing up in the generation of Jackass and such." she commented while straightening her cash and fitting it all into her thin and cheap Ravenclaw wallet. She searched her pockets for her phone and room key. She rolled her eyes at herself when she realized she'd left the phone on the table and her key in her other pants.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 3:12:10 GMT -5
Pru laughed. "Well, I think it might be true. But honestly, how smart can you be if you're willing to eat African cave-dwelling spiders?"
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 3:26:04 GMT -5
Marc twitched with shivers. She was not a fan of such things, especially spiders. "I didn't see that one..." the commented, grinding her teeth and tucking her key into her jean pocket. She was better off not seeing that one.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 3:27:45 GMT -5
"Some of my dad's bandmates are into those kinds of shows: Fear Factor and Jackass. They think it's hysterical. And these are grown men, might I add."
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 3:35:13 GMT -5
She stood at the side of Pru's bed, reaching over her for her cell phone. "Oh I believe it. I just could never watch it. I may eat 'daringly' some times, but I'm not into the whole...EhhHhhHhH..all that stuff." putting it simply so she wouldn't have to say it out loud.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 3:38:28 GMT -5
Pru smiled and laughed. "So, where do you go to get all these fixin's? Because I'm getting hungry talking about all these foods."
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 3:46:06 GMT -5
"Just... the closest grocery store really, heh." she answered, just a bit embarrassed. "I don't need much, but I'm...not sure they have tongue..." she explained apologetically.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 3:48:59 GMT -5
Another laugh from Prudence. "You can't get decent tongue outside of New York City." She paused. "That sounds awful."
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Post by Marcellette Victore on Dec 26, 2007 3:54:46 GMT -5
She smiled proudly, at all of her laughter. It was definitely a good sign. Obviously she wasn't just the annoying younger third waste of space roommate she'd thought she was pinned to be by Cay and Pru. Maybe still Cay, but not her, at least from what she could gather right now. "But probably true." she joked back quietly and fiddled with her braids.
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Post by Prudence Kelly on Dec 26, 2007 3:59:56 GMT -5
Pru blushed and bit the inside of her cheek, slightly embarrassed at Marc's forwardness. "Let's just go get some food."
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