[That cornbread makes his eyes light up more than it should. But he can't help it. It's cornbread and he's starving and what kind of a Southerner would he be if he turned down some cornbread? She's really got him pegged.
Despite himself, he's grinning. Maybe it's the nickname, maybe it's the food, maybe it's both combined with a lack of sleep, but whatever.] T'ink I can put a decent dent in it. 'preciate this, Adele. I owe you one.
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Despite himself, he's grinning. Maybe it's the nickname, maybe it's the food, maybe it's both combined with a lack of sleep, but whatever.] T'ink I can put a decent dent in it. 'preciate this, Adele. I owe you one.