[Leo and Melody are his enemies now, using his own weakness against him. Elliot finally manages to muster up a scowl aimed at Leo, though it probably comes across as more petulant than anything. It's true, he would rather be sitting here with Leo, but what good would that do his friend?]
...The waffles are shaped like cats.
[He comments, his tone softening a little. And yes, he's writing down Leo's order in his notepad, scribbling his too.]
I'm getting the pancakes.
[He moves to get up, which unfortunately would mean moving his cat Melody.]
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...The waffles are shaped like cats.
[He comments, his tone softening a little. And yes, he's writing down Leo's order in his notepad, scribbling his too.]
I'm getting the pancakes.
[He moves to get up, which unfortunately would mean moving
his catMelody.]