[Dante flicks that olive to the cardboard as well, satisfied with the answer.
Not that he wouldn't be satisfied - despite his pet peeve for olives, and his lack of understanding why anyone would like them, he wouldn't judge even if she said she liked them.
As long as she liked pizza.
He munches thoughtfully on another bite, amused narrowed eyes trained on her.] Hm, I think you'd like strawberry sundaes, too.
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Not that he wouldn't be satisfied - despite his pet peeve for olives, and his lack of understanding why anyone would like them, he wouldn't judge even if she said she liked them.
As long as she liked pizza.
He munches thoughtfully on another bite, amused narrowed eyes trained on her.] Hm, I think you'd like strawberry sundaes, too.