[Jay went to all this trouble. Food here is...disposable in a way they could never afford to allow, chasing clues between white highway lines. Remember it: Clem's triumph, her strange, rueful little grin when she realized she could throw things away again, just for the hell of it, because she didn't need to ration herself constantly.]
I guess I might as well try it, right? [He has no idea if he's a cake guy; now seems as good a time as any to find out.]
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[Jay went to all this trouble. Food here is...disposable in a way they could never afford to allow, chasing clues between white highway lines. Remember it: Clem's triumph, her strange, rueful little grin when she realized she could throw things away again, just for the hell of it, because she didn't need to ration herself constantly.]
I guess I might as well try it, right? [He has no idea if he's a cake guy; now seems as good a time as any to find out.]