“Does there need to be ketchup on all the brats?”
“Ketchup?”
“The red stuff.”
“Oh yes, yes, it is on there.”
“No. Do they all come with the red stuff. Ketchup.”
“Yes.” He waved his hand, miming squirting ketchup on an invisible brat.
“I don’t want ketchup.”
“It is on there.”
Jessica shook her head vehemently. “I. Don’t. Want. Ketchup.”
“Oh. You should have said so.”
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