[ Terry thought he heard wrong because the door was closed, so of course the sound would be muffled. It strikes him as strange, but decides not to question it. He was typing out the groceries on the note function of his phone, typing it all out with the blasted T9 keypad. It seems that he's more or less used to it, but his thumbs are still trying to get the hang of typing even faster. That will take a while. ]
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We need eggs, parsley, maybe some beef...
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I want fried chicken.