[He is still waiting. The bag of tacos is on their kitchenette counter unopened. The old man has poured some Jack Daniels into his glass of coke. There is a second glass waiting on the counter top. Why fill it up when he doesn't know when the kid is going to be home?
Paper plates and napkins ready too. Larry sets down the network device. Freddy knows what he's up to and he knows his own head. There's a whole story to lay out. Yeah.
[To get the ball rolling he opens up that bag of tacos and the smell really does hit the room in a big way. Delicious and fresh. Paws set to set a few on each plate.]
[And most importantly, why is this information for Mr. Orange? Thank God he's there with all the answers or else Mr. Rogers would have another thing coming. White and Orange are partners in more than just crime.
Before his stomach can rumble anymore he sinks his teeth into the first taco. Munch. Munch. Munch.]
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