"I was gonna offer - my idea and all." His wallet's somewhere in his tool belt, but it's not an issue to find it if Natalie changes her mind. He shrugs; it really doesn't matter, but the fries are worth it.
"They won't," he promises. "I think they've got some kind of secret ingredient. That's gotta be why I couldn't recreate them at home. I'm on a mission to figure out what it is, and ironically, it isn't actually rosemary."
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"They won't," he promises. "I think they've got some kind of secret ingredient. That's gotta be why I couldn't recreate them at home. I'm on a mission to figure out what it is, and ironically, it isn't actually rosemary."