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CRUNCH.CRUNCH. CRUNCH.
"You do realize that's *plastic* fruit don't you?"
She grinned at his startled expression, counting the seconds until he
predictably spat it back up.
She waited, watching him continue to chew the plastic fruit.
And waited.
"Well?" She asked, and he smirked, continuing to chew at the
supposed fruit he had bit into.
And still she waited.
"Well?" she repeated.
"Didn't you know some plastic's good for your diet?" he smirked.
"Is someone going to pop out from behind you going: Smile! You're on
candid Camera?" she asked skeptically.
"Not at all. Merely the men with white jackets."
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