By Nigel G. Mitchell
The waiter came fluttering down from the kitchen on the upper level of the restaurant to set a plate on the table in front of Chirp. "Enjoy."
As the waiter flew away, Chirp's feathers ruffled. He looked down at the plate with its strange blue meat in the center, and felt a little squeamish. "I don't know about this. I can't believe you talked me into trying Yolandan food."
His girlfriend Kaw had already taken a bite, and her beak worked around it. "Oh, don't be such a baby. Try it. It's good. It tastes just like human."
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