[He gives her a little appreciative hum before he makes his way over to the fridge. He's not sure what kind of mould monster would be growing in the back of it so he wrinkles his nose and braces himself a bit, holding his breath as he yanks the door open.]
...huh. [That's. Not what he expected. It's oddly clean inside. And there's more bottles of milk than a man can easily count at a glance. Not much else though. He's not sure why the plastic lids are in an assortment of different colours though. Milk is milk, right? He sticks a hand into the fridge and pulls out the strangest looking carton with various strategically-placed nuts on the packaging.]
What the fresh hell is this? There's no milk in almonds.
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...huh. [That's. Not what he expected. It's oddly clean inside. And there's more bottles of milk than a man can easily count at a glance. Not much else though. He's not sure why the plastic lids are in an assortment of different colours though. Milk is milk, right? He sticks a hand into the fridge and pulls out the strangest looking carton with various strategically-placed nuts on the packaging.]
What the fresh hell is this? There's no milk in almonds.