( Seems. . . Good? Papyrus can't tell the expression, but his pasta can be pretty uniquely flavored. He would give a bright smile. )
SO? ANY CRITIQUE YOU WOULD LIKE TO SHARE, HUMAN?
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.. a quiet hum of approval after
a moment of savoring it. they
seem to like it! though their
expression is unreadable..
not bad, not bad!
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OH, DON'T WORTY ABOUT IT. I'VE HAD THIS FOR AGES NOW.
( Without another word, Papyrus would dash out the door before Grillby can even say anything.
Returning with a perfectly sized case. )
Papyrus's spaghetti can be pretty... powerfully flavored, surely.
Setting the dish down on the table, along with some silverware.
" ENJOY. I WORKED HARD ON THIS. "
AH, WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO? I'VE GOT JUST THE THING AT HOME. A PROTECTIVE GLASS CASE.
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO PUT INSIDE OF IT, SO IT WORKS OUT. JUST... LET ME PUT IT IN THERE.