He slid her a skeptical look. “What is that?”<br />She almost laughed at the suspicion in his face. “Food. Real food. Didn’t you eat?”<br />He frowned. “Not any of that.”<br />“You’re missing out. You can’t get anything like this out of a replicator.”<br />“You can get anything out of a replicator.”<br />She grinned and held up the burger. “Not like this. Not anything this juicy.

Z. Rockward