[ Have a husky, Bender-esque one right back, lady. Finn and Itachi were both out, which gave Jake all the time in the world to make himself useful. ]
Oh, hey there, lady. Sure, I'm all yours. [ Jake replies, all friendliness as he lays a truly impressive blonde tangle of shower-drain hair in Finn's bed. ] Just taking care of some housework. What's up?
Momotarō tomatoes? [ Jake wasn't familiar with that specific cultivar, but he was plugged into the farmers market scene around these parts. With so much urban sprawl, sometimes a walk down rows of dead veggies was the only way to get a dose of greenery. ] I'm not sure, but there's this great tomato guy over in the events plaza in the 5th Quadrant.
[ Jake tucks in the hair-mass, patting the blanket distractedly as he continues. ]
Dude has like, all sorts of heirloom bobbles and knows his business. Even if he doesn't have what you're looking for, I bet he can point you to something close. Cookin' up something yummy?
[ More words Jake didn't know. And, even more exciting, they were the name of a dish he didn't know. Jake's tail begins to wag as he briefly abandons his in-progress prank to give her his full attention. ]
Woof, imagining a version of reality where I said no to that question just gave me a shudder, sister. [ tl;dr: yes. ] You offering to bring me over some of that tomato... myoga? Am I saying that right? I'm not super familiar.
Listen, something you gotta know about me, bro: if I ever turn down free food, something ain't right. Like, I'm talking body-snatchers or some sorta hostage sitch.
By which I mean, heck yeah, babe! Hook a brother up!
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Oh, hey there, lady. Sure, I'm all yours. [ Jake replies, all friendliness as he lays a truly impressive blonde tangle of shower-drain hair in Finn's bed. ] Just taking care of some housework. What's up?
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( a woman has needs, you know?
sometimes those needs are just a really nice salad. )
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Momotarō tomatoes? [ Jake wasn't familiar with that specific cultivar, but he was plugged into the farmers market scene around these parts. With so much urban sprawl, sometimes a walk down rows of dead veggies was the only way to get a dose of greenery. ] I'm not sure, but there's this great tomato guy over in the events plaza in the 5th Quadrant.
[ Jake tucks in the hair-mass, patting the blanket distractedly as he continues. ]
Dude has like, all sorts of heirloom bobbles and knows his business. Even if he doesn't have what you're looking for, I bet he can point you to something close. Cookin' up something yummy?
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Is it that you happen to be able to eat tomatoes, Jake?
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Woof, imagining a version of reality where I said no to that question just gave me a shudder, sister. [ tl;dr: yes. ] You offering to bring me over some of that tomato... myoga? Am I saying that right? I'm not super familiar.
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( she's found a good dupe for the myoga itself, but the tomatoes had eluded her thus far. )
I'll check with the vendor you mentioned and perhaps afterwards...?
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By which I mean, heck yeah, babe! Hook a brother up!
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Then, as thanks for helping me locate suitable tomatoes, I'll come by later with a dish.
Until then, Jake.
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