[ Listen, he didn’t come up with the question. The bartender-android wants to know, and Eddie would be loathe to leave him hanging. The other man seems to take the question seriously, though, and Eddie snorts loudly when he gives an honest response. ]
Yeah, alright.
[ He taps the bar and turns back to the android behind it. ]
Hey, final answer? Broccoli.
[”Excellent!”, the bartender replies, about as excited as an even-toned robot can be. ”Then perhaps you would like to assign a vegetable to your companion.”
He really wouldn’t. He turns to Strange with a doubtful expression, and focuses like this is the hardest question he’s ever been asked. He eats as few vegetables as he can get away with, and he knows nothing about this man, so finally, he simply plucks one out of the air: ]
no subject
Yeah, alright.
[ He taps the bar and turns back to the android behind it. ]
Hey, final answer? Broccoli.
[”Excellent!”, the bartender replies, about as excited as an even-toned robot can be. ”Then perhaps you would like to assign a vegetable to your companion.”
He really wouldn’t. He turns to Strange with a doubtful expression, and focuses like this is the hardest question he’s ever been asked. He eats as few vegetables as he can get away with, and he knows nothing about this man, so finally, he simply plucks one out of the air: ]
Uhh...Celery. You cool with that?