Juno could only shrug at Marco and slurp on her milkshake. She hadn't the mind for anything else at the moment really, not even small talk. All the same when Jack asked about the soup, she suppressed the urge to tell him she didn't give half a skinny fuck and nodded, staring at the milkshake. Her voice was coming out monotone again. "I like a loaded baked potato. And a loaded baked potato soup. It's very filling. I also don't know how to make it exactly so you could teach me that one too."
As she spoke, Juno almost begged in intonation for Jack to let her do something. She stirred her shake with the straw. "I like chunky soups, you know? You eat less but fill up the same way, feels like."