Five minutes later they're at a table, and true to her word, Trina is not bitching about the number of calories on the trays in front of them. (She is thinking about them, but she hasn't said a word.)
She's studying the Happy Meal toy. "What the hell is it supposed to be? Some kind of fish?"
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Date: 2006-05-30 06:15 am (UTC)She's studying the Happy Meal toy. "What the hell is it supposed to be? Some kind of fish?"