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hadn't been cooked, and in the heat they were smelling bad. He swept them all into the dustbin.
"Haven't you eaten anything?" he said, and opened the fridge.
Lyra came to look.
"I didn't know "Drink it, then," he said.
She looked at it, frowning. She didn't know how to open it. He snapped the lid for her, and the drink frothed out. She licked it suspiciously, and then her eyes opened wide.
"This is good?" she said, her voice half hoping and half fearfulthis was here," she said. "Oh! It's cold."Her daemon had changed again, and become a huge, brightly colored butterfly, which fluttered into the fridge briefly and out again at once to settle on her shoulder. The butterfly raised and lowered his wings slowly. Will felt he shouldn't stare, though his head was ringing with the strangeness of it."Haven't you seen a fridge before?" he said.He found a can of cola and handed it to her before taking out a tray of eggs. She pressed the can between her palms with pleasure.