"Nah, if they have it, they're not going to even think about it." Sulu leaned back in his chair, pretty content with his decision on the matter. "I mean, everybody's got weird eating habits, right?"
Just then, the waitress came back to them with two large glasses filled with a red liquid. It was something like a slushy, like Sulu had said, but it shared a whipped sort of look like a shake, despite the fact that it was obviously just an ice drink. He didn't hesitate to ask for some vinegar, and like he said, she just smiled and said, "Sure."
"See? No problem. If anything, she'll think I'm weird, since I asked for it." He paused, then added, "She won't, though. I mean, it's not like putting mustard on... cookies, or something."
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Date: 2011-02-12 09:50 am (UTC)Just then, the waitress came back to them with two large glasses filled with a red liquid. It was something like a slushy, like Sulu had said, but it shared a whipped sort of look like a shake, despite the fact that it was obviously just an ice drink. He didn't hesitate to ask for some vinegar, and like he said, she just smiled and said, "Sure."
"See? No problem. If anything, she'll think I'm weird, since I asked for it." He paused, then added, "She won't, though. I mean, it's not like putting mustard on... cookies, or something."