[ Ingrid sighs, but there's no real venom in it or any real sense of reprimand. It's more... well, it's Claude. What else does she expect from him? She listens to his response. It makes sense! Although she's not sure she could stand living on pie her whole life. Still, she's happy to focus on eating for a bit. She really does enjoy a good meal, after all.
Then he springs something else on her. Of course. ]
Wait, dancing...? [ She blinks at him. She doesn't mind dancing, but it's not something she puts a lot of thought into, either. ]
...I guess I'm already here, so there's not really a point in trying to extort something out of you, is there? [ SIGH. ]
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[ Ingrid sighs, but there's no real venom in it or any real sense of reprimand. It's more... well, it's Claude. What else does she expect from him? She listens to his response. It makes sense! Although she's not sure she could stand living on pie her whole life. Still, she's happy to focus on eating for a bit. She really does enjoy a good meal, after all.
Then he springs something else on her. Of course. ]
Wait, dancing...? [ She blinks at him. She doesn't mind dancing, but it's not something she puts a lot of thought into, either. ]
...I guess I'm already here, so there's not really a point in trying to extort something out of you, is there? [ SIGH. ]