Gabe: Inspect table.
Gabe: Inspect table.
There's some bread left over from last night's Shabbat dinner. It's since gone stale, but... something is better than nothing.
You NORMALLOGUE it in your FUCKING hands before allocating it to your DIGESTIVE SPECIBUS via your MOUTH. This will tide you over until tomorrow.
It's too hard to eat all of it, though... maybe you can save some for later.