[Luke follows in after, closing the door behind him. He's looking around in mild awe; he wasn't expecting something like this to be in a mountain. The smell alone is enough to send him wandering over to the table, though his sights are on everything else.]
Was this always here? [Mmmm chicken - wait.] Is this stuff fresh? [He peels some of the skin back on the chicken - yup, it looks good.
no subject
Was this always here? [Mmmm chicken - wait.] Is this stuff fresh? [He peels some of the skin back on the chicken - yup, it looks good.
Smells good too.
...
...
NOM.]