"I think I can do that." She smiled at him and got up. "There's more food in the fridge. Eat all you want. I have Chocos." Another smile from her and she'd leave him be, her head already thinking about what she was going to wear...and possibly what Red Robin's backside looked like in nice pants.
If he elected to go to get more food....he'd find that the dish was very clearly labeled for him with very serious J'anna threats of "touch Red Robin's food and an Angry Martian will kick your ass."
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