[ well, no one ever called cal smart. he sets the plant back on the counter, leaving it for someone else to deal with. manners, what manners? ] I'll avoid it for now.

Dos the soup have any of that in it? [ he asks, a small amused smile on his face as he rubs the back of his neck again.

but then when sabriel explains the microwave, he pauses. ] We don't call it that but I've seen one of those before.