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"I mean, soft shell tacos are great and all, but you don't get the same crunch as the ones with hard shells," Gabriel shrugged. "That snap when you bite into a hard shell? That’s half the joy, man. It’s like... culinary fireworks."

"The texture experience between the two would naturally be different," Francis deadpanned. "If we're bringing up cons, though, I want to point out how messy it can get eating tacos with hard shells. The crumbs get everywhere."

"Yeah, sure, but don’t act like soft shells are saints of structural integrity either. I’ve had fillings tumble out the back like they’re evacuating a sinking ship. At least a hard shell holds its shape—briefly, yes—but it gives you a moment of architectural confidence." Gabriel countered with a grin. "Plus, the flexible tortilla wrapping makes eating soft shell tacos feel more akin to consuming a burrito."

"You're going to be blacklisted from the state of Mexico for saying that," Yujin snorted.

"I'll die on that hill," Gabriel said, placing a hand dramatically over his heart. "Preferably after eating a dozen tacos."

"Soft or hard shell?" Francis asked dryly.

"Dealer's choice. As long as there's guac."

"You know, we could just get both," Yujin suggested. "Variety exists for a reason. Why wage war when you could have a taco peace treaty?"

Francis raised an eyebrow. “You just want an excuse to eat more tacos without having to pick a side.”

“That’s called diplomacy,” Yujin replied. “I’m a taco pacifist.”

Gabriel leaned forward, grinning. “That sounds like something a soft shell sympathizer would say.”

“I prefer to think of myself as taco-fluid,” Yujin replied with a grin of his own.

Francis sighed. “We’ve spent fifteen minutes arguing over tortillas. Is this how we die? Drowning in semantics and shredded lettuce?”

Gabriel nodded solemnly. “What a way to go.”

(Their debate continues for another 20 minutes before they finally agree to Yujin's suggestion of indulging in a variety of tacos.)