Pao-lin nods, and turns her attention back to deciding what she wants to eat on her first round of hitting up the buffet. Ooh, that spaghetti looks delicious...and so does that casserole...and the turkey...and everything else on this table, really. Damn. There's no way she can fit all of that on a single plate. Well, there's always round two.

"Do they have Thanksgiving where you're from?" she asks Hubert. "Or something like it?"