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[thepurpleone]

"You're conversing with Donatello-

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Just kidding, you got my inbox bu~t if you leave a message I will get back to you as soon as I possibly can."

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[thepurpleone]

Donnie smiles, pleased. "As someone who appreciates food I'm sure you'd enjoy it."

Surely there must be someone who's catalogued or propagated plants from Earth. But in the meantime maybe he can enlist Mikey's assistance since his little brother is the cooking expert. Perhaps they can find some similar flavored things!

[tojediornottojedi]

She can't help but laugh a little at that. She wasn't exactly the best cook, but she can't argue the strong appreciation for food.

"I'm sure anything from you or your brothers are bound to be interesting at the very least."

[thepurpleone]

"I shall choose to take that as a compliment."

[tojediornottojedi]

"As you should. It always will be."

There is a beep and she looks down at her comm. "Shata. Sorry, forgot I had an appointment. But I'm glad we hung out. Don't be a stranger."

She pockets her calms and steps forward like she was going to give him a hug but then pauses and tucks here hands into her belt and gives him a wave.

"Have a good night, Donnie."

[thepurpleone]

Donnie blinks. "Oh. Sure, yeah- uh. Thanks for coming by," he says, having completely lost track of the time. He can't help but tense when she steps forward, unsure of what to expect, but it's more of a kneejerk reaction on his part. Smiling awkwardly, he waves back.

"Laters, 'nila Bean."