[All this talk about the pizza makes Caesar consider it thoughtfully as he takes a slice or two for himself, but it's the beef and potatoes, which goes on his plate last, that he's looking forward to the most.]
It's pizza. It tastes good no matter what you put on it. [He picks up a fork and looks at his plate for a moment.] ...I fear that I may eat too much tonight!
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It's pizza. It tastes good no matter what you put on it. [He picks up a fork and looks at his plate for a moment.] ...I fear that I may eat too much tonight!
[It really does smell so good.]