"Oh, definitely that second one," Natasha agrees with a grin. It is an important distinction. And she enjoys a story about how odd people can be. The things they choose to fixate on or complain about. "Someone tried to give me shit once for backing my car into a spot at a to go place." She sounds amused as she reflects on it, pushing the carafe of butter closer to him so he can get some for his roll.
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