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"Would you like to come over to my flat for dinner?" Arthur asked.
"Sure, as long as you don't cook." Alfred replied with no sarcasm or joking tones whatsoever, much to Arthur's disappointment.
"...Is my cooking really that bad?"
"Um, yeah. Sorry dude."
"So, your house then?" Arthur asked after a slight pause.
"Okay! Can we get McDonald's?" Alfred suggested.
"No."
"Please?"
"No!"
"But Iggy..."
"Certainly not if you call me that."
"How about we go to-" Alfred started to speak, but was interrupted by Arthur.
"Nor are we going to Burger King, Wendy's, Friendly's, Pizza Hut, Subway, or Kentucky Fried Chicken."
Alfred grinned. "But I was going to say Taco Bell."
"Bloody hell..."