/Intermission image: Taewoong is in the freezing rain, his eyes closed, and wearing a bluetooth headset. Despite having a working umbrella, he is soaked to the bone./

[You’ve been reading for a while! 

Time to take a break!]

[Taewoong is listening to…

DAY6 - Somehow]

The Truth Tellers

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/Flashback: trainees Myungie and Taewoong are on break at Three Sisters Sundae Gukbap, and sitting down to lunch. Taewoong has his sundae gukbap, and Myungie has his kimbap./

T: So you don't eat sundae, 

or ribs,

or pork belly.

What do you eat normally?

/Taewoong asks, looking at Myungie intently./

M: ?

Uh...so like...

Technically, I can eat anything?...

T: You don't look very confident about that...

/Taewoong's not sure why Myungie looks so flustered about a simple question. They're pals, sort of, but there's so many things that Taewoong still doesn't understand about him./

T: I mean,

just,

what did your family use to cook for you,

When you lived at home?

/Myungie looks down at the mention of his family./

M: Oh, 

Lots of things...

Bread,

Salad,

Chickpeas...

T: ?

M: I'm going to refill the register.

/He abruptly makes his exit, dusting the rice from his lap. Taewoong watches him go and wonders. In the background, we can see a younger version of our salad bar master running through the shot./

/Later, at "Import Mart" in Itaewon,/

T: The hell is a chickpea?

/Taewoong holds up a bag of dried peas on discount./

T: They look kind of like ojingeo ddankong...

...Can I deep fry it?

/Later still, Myungie returns to their apartment after an intense workout. His hair is slightly matted down with sweat, he is dressed in a tank top and his gym bag is slung over one shoulder./

M: Hey! I'm back, you got any -

What...

/As he passes through their living space, he can see that their foldout table is already set with a smorgasbord of chickpea-derived dishes. At the centre is a mountain of deep-fried chickpeas, and there is also chickpeas on rice, sauced chickpeas, and chickpeas on toast. Frankly, it all looks more scary than appetizing./

/As he stands in front of this fever dream, a desperate voice wafts through the passthrough from the kitchen/

T: It's not ready!!

/Paying the voice no mind, Myungie takes out his phone and snaps a picture of this once-in-a-lifetime event./

T: Myungie!!! What are you doing, I told you to w -

/Outro: Taewoong holding up what looks like a 3-litre mixing bowl piled high with hummus. Myungie, who is still working on the chickpeas on toast, freezes in shock./

T: Hey, does this hummus look right?

M: !!

Ask that earlier!...