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"That's it," said Chuck in a low voice, facing Dakota. She placed her chin at the base of her
hand and watched the conversation with interest.

I'm still hungry. Get me a few steaks. Raw.

"It's bad enough I'm using a dead man's Card," murmured Chuck. "I don't have to destroy
his credit rating, too."

That's another thing. There was all that meat in the car. You wouldn't let me eat it.

"What meatтАж oh," and Chuck felt faintly nauseated. "You mean the dead driver."

Yeah.
 "That's disgusting."

"What is?" asked Dakota.

"Rommel is annoyed because I didn't let him eat the man in the car."

Dakota's face wrinkled as well.

A waste of perfectly good meat.

"Eating a dead humanтАж it's awful, Rommel," Chuck whispered. "I'm picturing you doing
it, and it makes me sick."

From below came the response, You eat steak.

"So?"

So what do you think a dead cow looks like? A bed of roses? You keep inflicting your morals on
me, and my stomach keeps being empty.

"I thought you said you wouldn't eat humans anyway."

I said I wouldn't like to. They're stringy. But whatever is handyтАж

"Hold it," Chuck said nervously. "How do you know humans are stringy?"

"We are?" said Dakota, not exactly thrilled with the direction this conversation was taking.
Her own recent meal was starting to turn in her stomach.

"How do you know?" Chuck demanded again.

There was silence at the other end.

"Rommel," he said warningly.

I've heard it around.