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Curiosity caused one brow to twitch upwards, although her gaze did not stray from the lettuce she was absently flicking with her fork. Pride wouldnât allow her to admit it, but sheâd never tried pasta before. It sounded⊠interesting.Â
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There we go. Thatâs better. At least his suggestion didnât illicit cold hostility from her. He scratched his chin.Â
âYes, pasta. Itâs easy enough to get from one of  the replicators. The computer has a wide variety.  But if youâre taking suggestions, Iâd choose Earth  pasta from North Italy. Something from the Piemonte,  Valle dâAosta, or Trentino-Alto Adige regions.â














