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Capacity

After I get back from my walk, I ask Oz if he's still hungry. After demolishing tonight's dinner (mostly potatoes), he'd announced, "That was really good. I ate it all. I may want dessert later."

Now he says, "Well, if you feel the need for waffle cones full of ice cream, I'll take you out."

"I don't know about that. I might just have a coconut pop."

"Or if we have to go out and get a half gallon of Cherry Garcia … "

"They don't sell it in half gallons. You'd have to get four pints. I don't think you could even eat—"

"Don't!" Oz wags a finger at me.

"What? Because then you'd have to prove that you could—"

"Don't!" Again with the finger. He adds, "I know I could eat two pints."