Last night before we fell asleep:
Jon: Woah, nice dragon breath!
Moi: What?! I just flossed, brushed my teeth and used mouth wash. You can't be serious.
Jon: I can still smell it with my back to you. What is that?
Moi: . . . Garlic croutons.
Moi: Turn back!
Jon: I can't. I have to look out for my interests.
Moi: And what are those?
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The croutons are in the trash. I blame Marie Callender.