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	Eventually the need to write faded. The ideas stopped coming as she continued to get more and more distracted by looking outside, and the flow of new people coming into the shop. She turned her attention to her food. It was fantastic! They never had anything quite like it in Indiana. There was actual seasoning other than just salt. Each bite became an experience as she closed her eyes and simply enjoyed all of the flavors overwhelming her palette. 
	Her eyes opened as yet another man made his way into the shop. He looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. She was too busy having a foodgasm over the sandwich. She knew where she'd be spending most of her meals from now on. Who is that guy... Her mind raced to place him in her data bank, when suddenly it clicked. She couldn't help but say out loud... "That bastard...."  She stood aggressively, and approached the man waiting for his pulled beef.
	"So what's going to bring down Western Civilization today Mr. Watson? Hm? Oh I watch all your videos. Are you here to do an expose on beef prices? Hipster lifestyles? Acid rain? What's the next big conspiracy?" She tried to fuse her words with a bit of sweetness, but it was hard to hide her frustrations at the conspiracy filled know-it-all.