Dib found Charlene's 'milkshake time' a little bit endearing, to be honest. What kind of lady schedules a milkshake? He huffed a quiet chuckle and nodded, gathering up his books, "I'd enjoy one, sure. I'm kind of getting sick of the food at home being eight flavors at once. We're teaching a once-robot how to be human over there and it's... slow going."