I met some friends at a pub tonight, ordered a bowl of hummous for dinner for 2 quid and told the bartender I didn't need the bread on the side, because it costed an extra pound.
"Wait, really? You sure? You don't want the bread? At all?"
"...Yes."
Instead, we scooped the hummous with a leftover baguette from breakfast that was still in my bag, covertly ripping off little pieces and spreading it around the table, one watchful eye on the servers. Stealthy Broke Graduate Student Hummous tastes way better than the regular kind.
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Mmm. Hummous. I like your style.
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