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.
