Eat body leave head

Peter: Have some more.
Molly: Oh I can't. I really can't.
Peter: You know what I like? These autumn evenings. Finish work. Pack a picnic. Catch fish.

Molly: Shore of lake.
Peter. Puddle.
Molly: Puddle.
Peter: Eat body, leave head.
Molly: Leaves him something to think with?
Peter: Dead right.
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