[Eponine begins to pile her plate high with that invite.]
I've never had food like this, you know? Back home, when we had food anyway, it were just bread and cheese. Mayhaps we had a sausage or a pie or so if the going were good, but even when it weren't so hard times, it were stews and that. Sausages are my favourite, you know? With mustard so it burns your tongue?
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[Eponine begins to pile her plate high with that invite.]
I've never had food like this, you know? Back home, when we had food anyway, it were just bread and cheese. Mayhaps we had a sausage or a pie or so if the going were good, but even when it weren't so hard times, it were stews and that. Sausages are my favourite, you know? With mustard so it burns your tongue?
[She grins]
It's nice here. I like it. Is it like your home?