[Yeah, that much is to be expected. Show up, chat a little, mostly eat some snacks... Papyrus will have to include something Sans would theoretically like, the way he's seen some gelatin displays include little sculptures of other food inside. Maybe hotdogs. But planning artisanal foodstuffs isn't enough to distract him from the growing signs that he was right, and Sans is here about something. That's all way too casual, and without any annoying jokes at all.]

...Right, I did... [His sidelong squinting gets a little shiftier, a little more of a guilty conscience to it, and he offers slightly defensively:] The capitalization in that invitation... was weird. I don't know why they didn't do the sensible thing, and capitalize it all! Not unless it was supposed to be a 'fun' puzzle.

[Not that he finds that type fun, but, well. He didn't refer to it as Junior Jumble-like specifically, because who knows what human newspapers call such puzzles? Not him, when he's been busy sleeping forever every day, and torn between different forms of education or entertainment, be it cooking or driving or 'movie nights'...]