1: It’s time for lunch.
2: There’s no specific time for that.
1: What, lunch?
1: It is universally known that lunch takes place at 12 o’ clock.
2: That’s more of a generality.
1: And less of a certainty?
2: More of a routined bullet point on a daily agenda, if anything.
1: I’m starving.
2: Is that why we’re even talking about this?
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