"I have the perhaps awkwardly untestable opinion that they are bad examples of sandwiches."

"Hmmm, I'm not sure if that's sufficiently different from my opinion that they're actually wraps. Because there's only one piece of bread."

"Wraps too. Bad examples, like a mattress on the floor is a bad example of furniture."

"That feels unfair to the really good wraps I've had. Though I guess they can be bad examples but also good food. We should find out if the fundamental forces of magic have an opinion."

"We can also check ice cream sandwiches."

"Yeah, I'm thinking of making a plate that glows whenever a sandwich is put on it, and then putting a lot of things on it."

"Elegant."

"Thanks. Want to come over next weekend and test it?" The plasticized digestive systems have given way to a gift shop.

"Sure. I'll bring the sandwiches."

"Sounds good. But today I believe you mentioned wanting chowder. And if you tell me you think chowder is a sandwich I won't believe you."

"It is if you put oyster crackers in."

Sporfle! "Yeah, right, and a pile of stuffing with a piece of fabric in it is a chair." (The gift shop reluctantly releases them to the outside of the museum.)

"I admit the mental image amuses."

"I suppose a chowder sandwich isn't any more inherently ridiculous than sloppy joes, and some people eat those unironically."

"I like sloppy joes!"

"So do I! But the idea that they should be eaten as sandwiches is a collective delusion. Just put the filling in a bowl and save yourself the trouble."

"They're pleasant to bite into. Feels authentically declassé if you stake your shirt on each bite."

Giggle don't think about shirtless Bella "The lingering hunter's instinct to want food that's trying to escape?"

"I'm part cat, I guess."

"Oh, I just meant how humans used to be hunter-gatherers. But I guess different kinds of critters could have personality differences? I haven't met enough of any one species to notice."

"Me either. I've heard stereotypes but I'd expect that even if there was nothing."

"Yeah. Normal psychology is complicated and uncertain enough already." She gestures at a seafood restaurant they're approaching. "Speaking of uncertainty, I've never heard of this place, but it looks like it could be good."

"I'm sold."

"Cool." Between the time zones and the museum it's a mildly odd hour to be eating; they get a table pretty quickly. Margaret orders crab cakes.

Cup of chowder, rainbow trout.