The expression on her face told him she clearly thought he was crazy. This was going to be a masterpiece! A work of infinite potato perfection, and he thought she was going to eat it? She had chicken nuggets for eating. These fries were going to be her key to victory over Fabio. They had a far more noble purpose to serve.
She was disappointed in his lack of fries, but his Wheat Thins peaked her interest. Wheat Thins were hard, and could probably be used as supports for her masterpiece. She scooted over and patted the floor beside her, inviting him to sit.
"I want your Wheat Thins. And it's a ship, can't you tell? And it's totally so much better than his." She threw a glare at Fabio, who was still smug and smirking at her. Stupid Fabio.