“Listen,” The mechanized voice stated grumpily some time after they were in the kitchen. Naturally, everyone else fled for their lives, giving them a wide berth, “I don’t understand why you need to add ingredients beyond just the cheese. You are complicating a perfectly good dish.”
However, he also made no move to step in, looming by the grills and stoves with his arms folded menacingly over his chest. Having cheese grilled or whatever for the first time was a profound experience. Now that he was drunk and spiced, nothing sounded more exquisite.
He stepped away for a moment to scavenge around for other food, taking out a bag of baby carrots with glee. The Sith Lord opened the bag, lowering the helmet flap as he began to pop them like candy.
@GABA