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BeBe asked, "Steve, you have une petite cuisine... a kitchen, in your room, no?"
"Uh, yep. It's tiny. But there's a fridge, stove, the basics. Why?"
She made that adorable moue again, said, "Um, I am thinking... of breakfast."
Sorry, again. We've gotta take another brief detour at this point. Trust me, it's important and extremely relevant. We'll get back to The Chase quicker than a car jack.
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