Sevi wanted nothing to do with the lentils in the lentil salad Sugi made.  Wouldn’t eat one lentil.  Assiduously rubbed each piece of salvaged cheese and every olive on her bib (to my voiced displeasure) to remove any trace of lentil.  In the hollow of one olive a lentil hid, which she poked at with her finger, tried to eat around, then inadvertently squirted between to fingers onto the floor.