04-06-2015, 06:56 PM
Neal grinned. To think something so common as pizza would have someone so fascinated. "Yea, it's no biggy." He waved off the man's statement. Pizza was everyone's favorite it seemed. "It's a classic back home. Everyone loves pizza in one way or another, because there's an infinite number of ways to customize it." Neal displays his veggy lover's slice in evidence before taking a bite, his cheeks chipmunk'ing with the large portion.
In his head he was still trying to figure out why Albion had sounded so familiar. It still itched at the back of his mind. He knew this person's homeworld. That meant something, it had to. Once or twice, he felt as if he had it, only for it to vanish into a murkiness of muddled memory. "What about your world? Surely you had some favorite local cuisines." Maybe a bit of description would jog his memory.
In his head he was still trying to figure out why Albion had sounded so familiar. It still itched at the back of his mind. He knew this person's homeworld. That meant something, it had to. Once or twice, he felt as if he had it, only for it to vanish into a murkiness of muddled memory. "What about your world? Surely you had some favorite local cuisines." Maybe a bit of description would jog his memory.