Order the special

The Special… really is special

"The special? Are you sure?"

The waitress frowns as she looks at you. She glances at Rea a few times, knowing that it was probably the cat's idea. Though the cat in question only smirks back at her with a sunny innocent look… which only gets her an unamused look before the waitress returns to her smile.

In any case, you took that decision and now you are following it until the end. At least you gotta see what's so special about that soup right?

The waitress writes your order and goes back to deliver it to the cook. And you hear a loud stage whisper of "Whaaaaaat?”

After a couple minutes, you smell the swamp that approaches. The special really is special, already smelling like rotten vegetables and meat that have been baked in the sun with a marinade of deeper wetter gas for good measure. Some customers near the door gag and cough, one chokes on her food and another takes a deep whiff, immediately regretting it as she whispers: “Ugh. I… I can't even take that. Oh god. That's so rank!.”

The waitress has a blue, scrunched up face, taking breaths with her mouth and shivering when she accidentally takes a whiff with her nose. Resisting a gag only thanks to her practicing before.

She puts the bowl on the table and you get your first look at it. In all honesty, it looks delicious, with small pieces of vegetables and meat floating in thick nutrient filled soup… but the smell.. The smell of rotten gas makes it look more like baked sewage to you.

Rea giggles as she leans over and takes a whiff. Gagging a little as she does

“Nyaaa. Ohhh. Shiro’s really letting that one bake, Nya. Hehe. Looks like you got the first batch today! Lucky Nyou!”