>>24794852Kicking back and taking in that fresh 'twenty-hour tampon appliance break' scent, you stretch your arms and place your order. For some reason, the cafe's aura has you feeling mighty hot and bothered all of a sudden. "I want to feel like an exotic tropical slut today," you explain while looking at the menu. "two Lava Cookies please."
"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" the giant pear-thing wails, before lowering his tone to something more down-to-earth. "A prurient choice. I'll get that for you right away. To sweeten the wait, I offer you this free banana—BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHH!"
He leans his head back and intentionally spazzes out into a massive coughing fit, forcing himself to regurgitate a single banana from his wide ass mouth. "GUUUUUUURRRRRRREEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!.... hah..... haaaah......hah....."
The banana nonchalantly hits your table, ripe and unsullied.
"...courtesy of our resident Tropius.." he explains. "Help yourself. I'll be right back."
And just like that, the bell casually hops away.
Bellhop?A) Gently push the banana aside. Don't ruin your appetite.
B) Poke the banana.
C) Ignore the banana entirely.
D) Eat.. the banana?
