[Otto answers the door about ten seconds later, dressed in the usual casual duds he wears around the house. (They're not really all that casual, but it's casual in his own eyes.) His gaze slips from Peter's face to the omelet.
Oh no, he was joking! ...He is kind of hungry, but mostly, he was joking.]
Oh... Thank you, Peter. You didn't have to go to that trouble, though.
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Oh no, he was joking! ...He is kind of hungry, but mostly, he was joking.]
Oh... Thank you, Peter. You didn't have to go to that trouble, though.