"Ohhhhhhh the meat! You threw me off there with the loaf thing, yeah, yeah it's good. Still very Mediterranean." She shrugged, and ate the rest of it, suckling on her fingers when she was done. "Fuckers use olives on everything. That and tomatoes."
The basement sounded better than upstairs, though Georgie wasn't as bothered by the cold or snow as she could have been. It still hurt her eyes to look outside now, which was a drag. "Oh, really? I did but I think I gave away my chips, or lost my chips, I don't remember winning anything. I know either Jack or Daphne won some KFC and we shared a bit, that was nice." Fond expression turned into confusion when Felix said he had gotten an STD from the gambling machines, especially because in this place, Georgie didn't think it was as out of the realm of possibility as that. "Tha's disgusting! H-how?"