Let me get this straight, the British Prime Minister was a loopy, nine hundred year old alien and I just offered him a sandwich? *Her hands raise to the side of her head, then she inhales.*
...That... I think I believe that. *She exhales. Her hands drop.*
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Let me get this straight, the British Prime Minister was a loopy, nine hundred year old alien and I just offered him a sandwich? *Her hands raise to the side of her head, then she inhales.*
...That... I think I believe that. *She exhales. Her hands drop.*
...You still want that sandwich?