[from his vantage point it doesn't look any less messy. nope. not at all. not as she plops the piece of donut into her mouth, and basically dares him to try and refute her claim.]
Yeah? You sure you can stop me? [and with that he reaches for her plate, fingers in classic pincer shape aimed at grabbing with speed and precision.]
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Yeah? You sure you can stop me? [and with that he reaches for her plate, fingers in classic pincer shape aimed at grabbing with speed and precision.]