[Then Chell goes to order. Without speaking. Oh. This would be interesting. Though she noted how the clerk at the stand easily gave the lion a hot dog without any sort of questioning or looks. Was he scared? In denial? Or was the lion really the nice guy he said he was?
She didn't know.
So, when it came her turn to order, she just pointed at the hot dog grill in the back. Hopefully they'd get the message. When asked if she wanted a bun, she nodded.]
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Date: 2012-03-28 12:32 am (UTC)She didn't know.
So, when it came her turn to order, she just pointed at the hot dog grill in the back. Hopefully they'd get the message. When asked if she wanted a bun, she nodded.]