"Wait, no, back up for a second," Kate said, looking over at him as they walked. "Which condiment was it? Because one of my mom's alters totally has an opinion on that and I'm ninety percent sure she's tried to discuss it at the dinner table."
Of course, T's opinions varied from day to day, but Kate remembered the conversation about all the ways in which she wanted to use mustard all too clearly. "So, you know, still valid dinner table talk in my house, apparently. I mean, I'm sure my dad tried to put a stop to it, but that didn't always work out for him."
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Date: 2013-05-06 08:48 pm (UTC)Of course, T's opinions varied from day to day, but Kate remembered the conversation about all the ways in which she wanted to use mustard all too clearly. "So, you know, still valid dinner table talk in my house, apparently. I mean, I'm sure my dad tried to put a stop to it, but that didn't always work out for him."