"I don't mind pineapple on pizza either but I won't choose it if I have another option. I like cold pineapple. It gets mushy when it's warm." She took Alix's arm again as they headed for their train to wait. "I could make dessert noodles," Sloane said with a grin that she fully knew how gross that sounded and would do it anyway if push came to shove. "Like that movie Elf. Maple and chocolate syrups on spaghetti with candy toppings."
Unlike the gator, she'd had breakfast that morning, but like Alix, Sloane was also almost perpetually in a state of ready to eat. She was restraining herself for the museum, though; Sloane had taken a look ahead at the menu of the downstairs ramen shops and she knew exactly where she wanted to spend all her free stomach real estate.
"Dark chocolate is fantastic," she said with a blissful sigh at the thought of it. "Milk chocolate is too. Any chocolate except white chocolate, really. That's too sweet for me."