Carrie. (To Nolan) Do you like chicken and dumplings?
Nolan. (Chuckles) I've never had chicken and dumplings.
Carrie. (Incredulous) How can you have never had chicken and dumplings?
Nolan. Oh, I don't know. Maybe because it's soggy bread and boiled chicken? Actually, it's not even bread. It's bread that never got a chance to be bread. It's a gelatinous goo of soggy bread and dirty old yardbird. What I don't understand is your preoccupation with chicken and dumplings. It's soggy bread. You hate soggy bread. Take bread pudding. You have soggy bread and dump a bucket of sugar and bourbon on it, and you won't touch it with a ten foot pole. Tiramisu? Espresso and those fancy stupid cookies and cinnamon? No way. But chicken and dumplings you go on and on about. I don't get you.
Carrie. I'm sorry, I drifted off. Did you say you would try it, or not?
Nolan. No.
Carrie. I wish you wouldn't hold back. It's so hard to tell how you feel.
Nolan. Sorry.
Nolan. (Chuckles) I've never had chicken and dumplings.
Carrie. (Incredulous) How can you have never had chicken and dumplings?
Nolan. Oh, I don't know. Maybe because it's soggy bread and boiled chicken? Actually, it's not even bread. It's bread that never got a chance to be bread. It's a gelatinous goo of soggy bread and dirty old yardbird. What I don't understand is your preoccupation with chicken and dumplings. It's soggy bread. You hate soggy bread. Take bread pudding. You have soggy bread and dump a bucket of sugar and bourbon on it, and you won't touch it with a ten foot pole. Tiramisu? Espresso and those fancy stupid cookies and cinnamon? No way. But chicken and dumplings you go on and on about. I don't get you.
Carrie. I'm sorry, I drifted off. Did you say you would try it, or not?
Nolan. No.
Carrie. I wish you wouldn't hold back. It's so hard to tell how you feel.
Nolan. Sorry.
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