[Well, okay. Not quite the leisurely, catered-to experience he was led to believe took place in these kinds of fine dining establishments. Another dream shattered.]
[He brushes the crumbs off his hands, tosses back the last of his soda, and follows Raph out.]
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[He brushes the crumbs off his hands, tosses back the last of his soda, and follows Raph out.]
Do you want me to carry that?