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[officer_garrus]

[Maybe a party will bring him out of the funk he's been in for the past few months. He just got a rubber ax to stick on his head for a costume. They don't exactly sell costumes made for turian proportions in the City, and he doesn't feel like paying to have one custom made.]

Don't suppose they'll be any dextro-only snacks at this party. I'm usually not that lucky.

Comments

[punchedhitler]

What do those snacks usually mean?

[officer_garrus]

Dextro-amino acids. My body can't handle human food.

[punchedhitler]

Oh.

Oh.

Do you have recipes? Not that I can cook but maybe I know someone who can.

[officer_garrus]

I have a couple downloaded onto my omni-tool, on request by the Normandy's cook. Guy couldn't even be bothered to buy his own ingredients.

[punchedhitler]

Well, I'll see what Rosella can do, if she's interested.

[officer_garrus]

The underground market usually has the needed ingredients. Otherwise she can just raid my pantry.

[punchedhitler]

Happy Halloween either way, Garrus.

[officer_garrus]

Happy Halloween to you too, Steve.