“An hour before his world exploded like a ripe tomato under a stiletto heel, Myron bit into a fresh pastry that tasted suspiciously like urinal cake.”
“Afternoon tea should be provided, fresh supplies, with thin bread-and-butter, fancy pastries, cakes, etc., being brought in as other guests arrive.”
“You have to taste the sour urine before you break the jug.”
“Clary wondered what exactly peanut-fish-olive-tomato soup tasted like.”
“Whatever demon invented stiletto-heeled boots should roast in hell...”
“Bit believes the treats' chemical afterburn is what the world beyond Arcadia must taste like.”