[Bruno's clearly hungry for snacks, because what else would it be? And you know what? Otto's not going to ask for permission. He gets up from his chair, slides himself along the table and grabs one of the nearest bowls. Pretzels. Perfect. It's set back down in front of Bruno as Otto takes his seat again.]
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Voila. Dig in.