[ there's brief hesitation, before anne holds out the hot dog - but she does it in a way that seems to imply she won't let it go. she'll hold it, the woman can show her. ]
[ the mustard goes on, squiggly lines and all, and it is probably for the best anne hadn't attempted it herself first. it might have been more condiment than meat. ]
[ she takes a bite immediately and chews it somewhat thoughtfully, a few bread crumbs dropping down her shirt and onto the ground. ]
Better. Still kinda weird. Looks like a smooth sausage but I ain't had one like this before.
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[ the mustard goes on, squiggly lines and all, and it is probably for the best anne hadn't attempted it herself first. it might have been more condiment than meat. ]
[ she takes a bite immediately and chews it somewhat thoughtfully, a few bread crumbs dropping down her shirt and onto the ground. ]
Better. Still kinda weird. Looks like a smooth sausage but I ain't had one like this before.