[ -- wait, of course she doesn't. She doesn't know what he's talking about. ]
It's a Terran delicacy. [ liar. ] It's like. We heat these seeds, right? And they just kinda explode into these sorta light fluffy, bite-sized things--
Holy shit.
[ They turn the corner, and they're greeted by the sight of a small stand with a multi-colored canopy. To one side of it is a popcorn cart, and on various tables are books and devices, clothing and accessories, and toys and trinkets that Peter recognizes as distinctly Terran. Sure hope you like being dragged, Gamora, since that's what's happening right now. ]
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[ -- wait, of course she doesn't. She doesn't know what he's talking about. ]
It's a Terran delicacy. [ liar. ] It's like. We heat these seeds, right? And they just kinda explode into these sorta light fluffy, bite-sized things--
Holy shit.
[ They turn the corner, and they're greeted by the sight of a small stand with a multi-colored canopy. To one side of it is a popcorn cart, and on various tables are books and devices, clothing and accessories, and toys and trinkets that Peter recognizes as distinctly Terran. Sure hope you like being dragged, Gamora, since that's what's happening right now. ]