[He's mostly right. She never would've likely ordered it herself, if only because she's never had it before and the idea of eating something's tongue is so new to her. She can probably blame that on growing up in the stark white midwest.

Her tongue sticks out and she goes cross eyed looking at it, before she laughs and leans over to briefly rest her head against him. Tongue is a new one for her, but she's willing to give just about anything a taste.]

I can't wait to try it. I bet it's really good.

[Those siblings from before walk back toward their table together, and Chrissy gives Johnnie's foot a nudge.]

Hey, are there kids in your neighborhood? Like siblings or kids of World Enders or something?