“Are you that lazy!?” she questioned, dramatically shaking her head with a sigh before continuing with a half-mocking tone, “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea… I hear goat soup is popular these days.”
He pounces on her, loses his balance in his attempt to latch onto her side, "But Choa-aaaa! Are you sure that’s not inhumane?? They probably wouldn’t even serve me with the right kind of sauce. If I give you a list of ingredients will you make sure to get the right ones? Do me this one favour.”
“What…” she seemed a bit bewildered, and furrowed her eyes in thought to try and grasp what he was saying, continuing...
“I have abilities never seen by this side of the equator–” he said this slowly, as if this thought had just occurred to...