[He'd laugh at her cleaning up after him, and at her own subsequent mess, but his mouth is full of food. This isn't even the best torta he's had or anything, but it feels like a taste of home and he's going to enjoy the hell out of it.
Once he gulps that down, he returns the favor by swiping mayo off her nose with his napkin, then grins.]
All over your face, babe.
[He grins as he taps his foot against hers, then pauses for a drink of his soda.]
I bet once we get to Texas an' then all the way back, we'll find good Mexican everywhere we look. Surprised we found this all the way out here. Must be some family makin' a go at it.
[And good for them, because these tacos look incredible. Perfect little things, glistening with juice running off the meat and piled high with onion and cilantro. He grabs a lime wedge from the plate and squeezes that over the top of them, then reaches for one of the squeeze bottles of salsa on the table - green, just in case the red one is ketchup out here, and because green is good shit anyway - and loads both tacos up before picking up the one closest to him.]
See, they're little, ain't too much. Worth it, right?
[He downs his in a couple bites, and nods, satisfied. Yeah, look, he'll eat anything, he has nothing against Taco Bell or gringo tacos full of ground beef, cheese and lettuce, but this is the shit he'd pick over those every single time.]
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Once he gulps that down, he returns the favor by swiping mayo off her nose with his napkin, then grins.]
All over your face, babe.
[He grins as he taps his foot against hers, then pauses for a drink of his soda.]
I bet once we get to Texas an' then all the way back, we'll find good Mexican everywhere we look. Surprised we found this all the way out here. Must be some family makin' a go at it.
[And good for them, because these tacos look incredible. Perfect little things, glistening with juice running off the meat and piled high with onion and cilantro. He grabs a lime wedge from the plate and squeezes that over the top of them, then reaches for one of the squeeze bottles of salsa on the table - green, just in case the red one is ketchup out here, and because green is good shit anyway - and loads both tacos up before picking up the one closest to him.]
See, they're little, ain't too much. Worth it, right?
[He downs his in a couple bites, and nods, satisfied. Yeah, look, he'll eat anything, he has nothing against Taco Bell or gringo tacos full of ground beef, cheese and lettuce, but this is the shit he'd pick over those every single time.]