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I dreamt that I was eating a taco salad and now I'm awake and the fact that I can't have a taco salad for breakfast is a GODDAMN CRIME.

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You should start a petition.

PETITION TO START AN ALL-DAY TACO SALAD BAR:
• It'd be goddamn delicious
• We could use that shit for omelets or breakfast burritos too

I think the breakfast burrito is a solid selling point.

It's a damn good plan.

Now I'm annoyed there isn't a round the clock taco bar.

Our rights as American citizens have been violated!

And yours too, I guess.

You could always try bullying the house-elves.

Prospero'd yell at you.

Like, sort of yell.

Damn, can't do that. I'm starting Rudiments today.

Man, that's dumb. Ask if you can make taco salad in Rudiments then. And share with the rest of us!

Hell, that alone would be worth taking the class.

NO PROMISES on sharing though.

Turner. Come on. Aren't I your favourite captain?

That's not saying much, where's the competition?

But oh fine, if I can convince him and the salads are big enough to share I will.

They might spit in the salad if you do that.

No way. They're house-elves. It's like, against house-elf law or something.

House-elves have an anti-spitting clause?

Shit, I dunno, but they can't like... do that. House-elves live to serve, right?? Spitting into food would be like deciding to not breathe.

i suppose we can't know 100%.

Goddammit, Hawkgirl, why'd you have to make me think about that now? I love going to the kitchens and telling them to make me stuff. :(

I'd spit in your salad for them, though

Not if I told them to avoid any surly babyfaces on the way to delivering that taco salad.

Maybe the house elves don't think I'm baby faced. You don't know my life.

Maybe they know my name and we shit talk people together. You don't know. But I do.

You're shit talking people without me?? :(

Now I'm grumpy by proxy. We should ask if we can make our own Taco Salads. I bet they have the stuff in the kitchens.

OOOH good idea! You're my favorite for the day.

I'm not your favorite every day??

I can't have the same favorite every day, then I couldn't make people compete to be my favorite for the day!

I guess that's fair. Give someone other than me a chance.

Slim chance but better than nothin'!

It's all they can ask for!

Now I'm craving Taco Bell.

Good Lord, girl. Weren't you raised any better than that?

What's wrong with Taco Bell?

It barely even looks like real mexican food. I'm pretty sure they don't even use real meat. The only thing going for it is it's cheap as hell but even then it ain't worth the price unless you're dying and even then I'm not sure it wouldn't speed you along.

Well, now I want a taco salad too. Just out of curiosity, is a craving shared a craving halved?

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