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"What the fuck," Ilya said, staring down into the little plastic container.
"What?" Boodram asked in concern, leaning over Ilya's shoulder.
"What the fuck— why is it white?" Ilya asked, tilting the Domino's garlic sauce slightly. Had he shaken it too hard, somehow? Had he gotten the wrong container? No, the lid said garlic...
"Bud, have you never had this before?"
"I have!" Ilya objected, gesturing. "Why is it white now! It's supposed to be yellow, artificial garlic butter!"
"Wait, what?" asked Dykstra.
Ilya took a closer look at the packaging. 'Contains milk products'. "...It had better not be sweet."