"So, the verdict?" Sandwich in one hand, he extricated his handkerchief from an inner breast pocket with the other, and laid it out as an impromptu placemat on which he could then set the sandwich down. "I could live on this stuff, personally. I think Camilla and I both did, for weeks on end. Especially when papers were due."
Cream cheese and marmalade were the flavors of a happier time.
"My feelings won't be hurt if you don't like it, of course," he assured Susan. "More for me that way. But if you end up not liking Lucky Charms either, I might start to think it's personal."
It was a light little joke -- he clearly didn't have any personal attachment to Lucky Charms cereal (though his relationship to cream cheese and marmalade sandwiches might be perceptibly fraught). Susan's reaction to the sandwich, cocoa-spluttering and all, had launched him into a more effusive and jovial mood.
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Cream cheese and marmalade were the flavors of a happier time.
"My feelings won't be hurt if you don't like it, of course," he assured Susan. "More for me that way. But if you end up not liking Lucky Charms either, I might start to think it's personal."
It was a light little joke -- he clearly didn't have any personal attachment to Lucky Charms cereal (though his relationship to cream cheese and marmalade sandwiches might be perceptibly fraught). Susan's reaction to the sandwich, cocoa-spluttering and all, had launched him into a more effusive and jovial mood.