[h3]Meat, Meat, MEAT![/h3]

As Edward got out of the kitchen carrying the menus, he raised his head to see what he first thought to be another late customer. It took him a moment to realize that it was his co-worker Bakura. After a couple of slow steps, the cook heard the faint plea for help, rushing over to his side. As Bakura's body fell, Edward kneeled by his side. He lifted the half-conscious young man and quickly set him on a secluded booth's seats. Pushing the swinging door, he rushed into the kitchen and ran his hand through some packages in the storage room. He grabbed one and made his way back to the room, grabbing the two menus that he'd dropped on the counter and carelessly tossing them at a table as he kept moving towards Bakura. Edward pushed the table aside and unwrapped the tip of the package, placing the open part right in front of the young man's mouth from which some condensed human flesh leaded. [color=#2ECCFA]"Eat up. I'll pour you some coffee,"[/color] the boy said quietly and walked over to the other two, waiting for their order.