Charlotte:
Oh, maybe you're right. Maybe we're wasting our time; we could set the reflectors out and something would just come along and eat them.
Chuck:
No... no. Myphonium tastes terrible.
Charlotte:
What?
Chuck:
My father was an astrophysicist. When I was a little kid, I thought myphonium was the most wonderful thing in the world. I tasted some... it tastes like old socks, heh heh heh.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:42