James rolled his eyes, his stomach growling in protest as they stood there babbling about chocolate and his love life. Time was a wastin'! They needed to get food and hit the stage! So, in all the glory of James and his ADD, he spotted a particularly tasty looking counter and grinned. "I don't know about you gents, but I could go for some real food," he declared, unlinking his arm from the line and wandering off toward the inviting smells of something sure to be deep friend and or greasy...possibly both. They would either follow or not, that was up to them.
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