Re: quicklog -- mikey/evie: costo disaster
No, but it would feed me. [A wistful sigh, like all he wanted was pizza at the moment, or at any moment, and wasn't that the truth? Any time, any place, he could stuff his face with food, lbr. He cocked his head to the side, confused for a moment as Evie talked about being the master and what Daisy was about to do to help them escape this hellish frozen food aisle prison. But then, the little girl started screaming about the potty, and Mikey grinned brightly, snatching what he could in his big arms and following the Sablier girls and the parting sea of carts ahead of them.]