#DOC...don't let this grump ruin ur fun tho!! if you drag him into this he'll complain but end up getting roped in anyways probably

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@theimpalpable sent in: "anything to eat around here?" (Doc to Lam IUWHDUEWHD) || don't give any ideas doc ( ft. 400 random dialogue prompts meme )

A scowl. The blood rushes to his head for a hot ( long ) second as he resists the urge to smack Doc upside on the head. He doesn't though, seeing that a. violence does not solve any problems ( unfortunately ), b. Doc doesn't seem fond of any sort of touch and c. Lam's more than used to such a spike of EXASPERATION. He closes his eyes for a long second, breathing in and then out as his therapist taught him. Name the emotion and then let it pass, like a leaf floating down a river.

Or at least that was the fancy nature metaphor his therapist described to him. He hadn't been listening too hard at that moment.

Nevertheless, it doesn't change the fact that Doc is poking the sleeping bear aka the man in the back of the diner, not so busy with customer orders. Thankfully, those all are coming from the diner's official menu...diner foods like hamburgers, milkshakes, fries, waffles, and so forth: foods that make sense. Lam, however, knows that when Doc asks for something to eat, he's never referring to that menu, no, he's asking for the daily special on the diner's unspoken menu.

The better time for it is Ray's DEMON SPAWN creations.

Which, if out in open to be tasted, means Lamon has to take a bite out of as well.

He wonders if Caradoc is some kind of masochist. ( Although one might argue that Lam's the real masochist of them all. )

"Don't say that," He hisses, attention torn from his lesson planning. Not that he gets much done in the diner anyways. "Are you looking for another stomachache- I thought you got one from the last one! And you don't you dare say that you didn't-" Because he got one and then had to puke it out in the single-stall bathroom! Lam ended up looking at the worn down poster of Elvis Presley for at least a good thirty minutes. "If he brings out the another jar of his pickled kool-aid squid, you're on your own. I'll be hiding in the bathroom."