Katie idly scrolls through her phone as she sits at the bus stop. Hunger gnaws at her stomach. She internally debates whether to shell out for takeout or save money and heat up something from the freezer. Her bones feel like they're made of lead. She wants to lay down, but knows the bus will just arrive as soon as she does.
Yeah, she's not touching the first one. Second one looks tasty though. She makes a beeline for it, eager to show off the progress she's made on her stomach capacity.
She eagerly samples pizzas #2-4. The queasiness in her gut grows, but her drive to impress Mo's new guest suppresses it.
Pizza five is covered in hot Italian sausage, red pepper, basil, spinach, and parmesan. Pizza six is smothered in vegetables and herbs, broccoli and artichokes and eggplant and leeks and squash and garlic and cilantro and parsley. Chair is helping eat the pizzas too, though he's only had three slices so far, leaving Monoceros and Katie responsible for really quite a lot of pizza.
Monoceros likes to take skinny slices and feed them into her face tip-first and then rip the entire non-crust portion off the edge of the pizza in one bite. Though when Katie turns up her nose at the Japanese style first pizza she just picks it up and folds it like a taco and starts devouring it like that.
"I have better taste than a pig. They'll eat whatever you put in front of them."
"I'm a cannibal pig." She collects a piece of pork that fell into her cleavage and pops it between her lips.
"Don't you fret, Chair, once you've got that hyper-poisonous frog you'll be able to drag the object of your affections to your lair and have your way with her and then you won't be lonely any more," says Monoceros to her colleague, who has been sighing into his pizza about the PDA.
"Is that purely hypothetical, or does he actually have kidnapping plans too?"
"Oh, that's what the frog is for, he's in love with Inari-hime's daughter and has to defeat her mother and carry her off. They're both pretty hard to poison, which is why the frog's got to be so profoundly lethal to anybody else."
"Kind of a grab bag - nobody's sure if she can swap her powers around or just has weird opinions on when to break out which ones, but tying her up fighting off a nasty poison should make it easy to take off with her kid."
"Anyways, Mo, you talk a big game about having discerning taste for someone who eats pizza with corn and mayonaise on it."
"Corn's very satisfying on pizza. Bursts with a slight sweetness when you bite it, great contrast with the cheese."
"As far as I'm concerned, corn exists to be ground into flour. Eating it straight up is like eating stalks of wheat."
"I need to work up some kinda tincture that'll expand your palate. A girl like you should be able to shave kernels off a hot greasy corncob with her teeth and enjoy it."