as she sucked a particularly juicy bone. "It doesn't taste a thing like pig, but it's delicious!"

Taking a large golden potato from the pile on the table that never seemed to diminish, she broke it open and swirled it around in the dish of creamy llama butter.

"These... things... are... or-GAS-mic," she moaned, then bit off another large chunk.

"Here, Thiu, try some of this!" She held out the tuber to the hunky blonde.

"I've just GOT to take some of these back with me!"

The by now light-headed petite Persian crooked her finger at a passing servant.

"I'd like a bag of these, please... to go."

Heraklia stifled a yawn... "Perhaps we should ALL go."

"You're right, it's high time we got back to the Phoenix!" Vashti agreed, and promptly passed out.