[What the hell sort of food turned things this shade of blue? Jim had said "tortilla" or "corn," but Taako had never seen blue corn of this particular vibrant color. Maybe a tortilla plant was blue.
Almost neon blue.
Eh.
It's almost charming how Jim is leading him doing so he follows after, still visually picking this taco thing apart. He's dubious about the taste, but it definitely smells amazing.]
Lead on, my man. You've got me enraptured at this point.
[He sees a table for two a few rows in and motions to it.]
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Almost neon blue.
Eh.
It's almost charming how Jim is leading him doing so he follows after, still visually picking this taco thing apart. He's dubious about the taste, but it definitely smells amazing.]
Lead on, my man. You've got me enraptured at this point.
[He sees a table for two a few rows in and motions to it.]
How about there?