[ You Gonna Eat That? ]

She went through the buffet line more or less on automatic, pulling things that looked good onto her plate, and occasionally putting them beside her plate. A large bowl of rice, three ehō-maki the size of sausage buns, another bowl of sumo-wrestler feeding stew, two steaks, a hamburger, big scoops of green vegetables, pickled vegetables, everything piles up and up, her face downcast, looking at the food, but not really looking at it.

So when she finally sits down to eat, she's got like enough food for ten people. At least.

If you wait any time at all before questioning this, she'll start eating it at a fantastically rapid pace to.

[ Not How It's Done.]

"Umm, excuse me."

She's standing there, near the entrance to an alley, holding a slime that looks extremely happy to see you. And it's getting gunk all over her. She looks extremely disgusted by it, but she has something important to say.

"I was thinking...maybe we could...put the slime on each other's heads? It seems rude to just ambush people."

Maybe you agree with her-or maybe you're setting her up.