[ Alberto looks over his shoulder at Varian, smirking, self-satisfied at having struck his mark. He had a feeling that'd be a hit. He goes about tossing the trenette and vegetables in pesto in the colander animatedly, fluidly, before splitting the pasta four equal ways (because of course the raccoon gets a person-sized serving); the fourth serving, however, goes straight into a tupperware and set aside. Alberto's obviously sending the pair home with leftovers. He speaks while he divvies up the food, and continues while delivering a pitcher of water from the fridge, along with the three mismatched glasses, to the table to start. ]
You can ask it almost any question. Sometimes you stump it, which is kinda fun, but also kinda sucks cuz then you don't get your answer... But usually it's smart enough to figure it out if you dig deeper. It's only gonna know stuff other people will know, too, though — not like... where you left your shoes. Information, y'know. Photographs. Aaand people's opinions, hah. And funny little movies. All kinds of stuff. Go on, ask it something~ Let's see what you find!
[ If Alberto knew what a library was, this wouldn't need explanation. But alas, he does not, and shows zero reaction to the word. He sticks three forks in his pants pocket, then balances the three pasta bowls in his hands very carefully, using the two to hold up the one in between as if in a delicate performance act as he approaches the table. But surprisingly, nothing is dropped, and the table is set smoothly. He whips the three forks out from his pocket, keeps his own, hands the next to Varian, and then hesitates when reaching to hand the third to Ruddiger... ...and opts to quietly set it on the table beside the bowl instead. Whoops. He turns a awkward little grin on Varian at that, eager to read his reaction to his explanation of Google and hear what the other kid came up with to search for. ]
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You can ask it almost any question. Sometimes you stump it, which is kinda fun, but also kinda sucks cuz then you don't get your answer... But usually it's smart enough to figure it out if you dig deeper. It's only gonna know stuff other people will know, too, though — not like... where you left your shoes. Information, y'know. Photographs. Aaand people's opinions, hah. And funny little movies. All kinds of stuff. Go on, ask it something~ Let's see what you find!
[ If Alberto knew what a library was, this wouldn't need explanation. But alas, he does not, and shows zero reaction to the word. He sticks three forks in his pants pocket, then balances the three pasta bowls in his hands very carefully, using the two to hold up the one in between as if in a delicate performance act as he approaches the table. But surprisingly, nothing is dropped, and the table is set smoothly. He whips the three forks out from his pocket, keeps his own, hands the next to Varian, and then hesitates when reaching to hand the third to Ruddiger... ...and opts to quietly set it on the table beside the bowl instead. Whoops. He turns a awkward little grin on Varian at that, eager to read his reaction to his explanation of Google and hear what the other kid came up with to search for. ]
Ehhh~?