"i'm just saying," ximena started, stuffing three fries into their mouth at the same time. they were currently sat across major at one of the picnic tables outside, preparing to defend her stance on the age old question: 'yolk, or no yolk?' "there's no point in boiling an egg just to eat the whites. what are you doing with the yolk? throwing it away? do you put ice in your milk, too? i feel like i don't even know you anymore, seriously."