[To say Julian's bitter would be accurate. Less about losing the food, more about losing to Jono. He purses his lips at the fact that moose has won. Again. But there's still amusement in all his sore loserness. He throws in his cards for the deck. Incidentally, it's Josh.
But before turning his attention to his gay little friend, Julian reaches over the table, snags the chocolate bar from Jono, opens it, and bites off half the bar spitefully before tossing it back. The others around the table "ooooooh" and laugh.] Thanks, bitch. [Then he looks over towards Josh with a pointed sort of "you better fucking deal me a better hand" look.]
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But before turning his attention to his gay little friend, Julian reaches over the table, snags the chocolate bar from Jono, opens it, and bites off half the bar spitefully before tossing it back. The others around the table "ooooooh" and laugh.] Thanks, bitch. [Then he looks over towards Josh with a pointed sort of "you better fucking deal me a better hand" look.]