First night. Slow. Simple. The only trouble I ran into... [She actually smiles a little at this--]
Thought I was him. [And she opens up one of the cartons, pleased to find chicken tikka masala in there. (God though, Laura, could you have a more Londoner approach to Indian food.)]
You have forks? [come on what kind of takeout restaurant doesn't give you utensils]
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Thought I was him. [And she opens up one of the cartons, pleased to find chicken tikka masala in there. (God though, Laura, could you have a more Londoner approach to Indian food.)]
You have forks? [come on what kind of takeout restaurant doesn't give you utensils]