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"Whoooo, food." Trian said, not looking away from his project. He put his distress signal aside and clapped his hands together. "So, what've we got?"
"Kung po pork. Some mushu shrimp. Orange chicken. Egg rolls crab ragoon." JEremy took each item out of the bag. "And I got both egg drop and woton soup."
"Sweet. Let's eat." Trian said. He took some of the wonton soup and orange chicken.
Jeremy dug into some of the mushu and egg drop soup.
After giving the food his usual scrutiny, Trian finally gave the food a thumbs up. "I like it."
Jeremy chuckled. "Good."
"I'm fine with spending the day relaxing in here. What should we do tomorrow? Or should we go somewhere tonight?"
"We could go see a movie in the theaters."
"Sounds good to me." Trian nodded. "What's playing?"
"We can go see The Martian."
"Was that some kind of alien joke?" Trian asked with a laugh, playfully punching the human.
"No, seriously it's a movie. Matt Deamon gets stuck on Mars and has to survive on his own."
"Okay then." Trian said. "Sounds interesting enough. I don't know who Matt Damon is, though."
"I guess you'll find out then."
"Okay then. When's the next showing?"
Jeremy looked at his phone. "In like 2 hours."
"So what should we do until then?"
"Eat and relax," Jeremy said.
"Sounds good to me." Trian said.
Jeremy smiled and took out Kiba's brush and started brushing the fluffball.