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Vivi looked down at the delectable dish placed before her; simple in materials, but made with an attention to detail that one could not easily overlook, the man knew his way around a kitchen: that much was certain.

"I, er..." she stammered as the aroma wafted around her and she visibly shuddered. "T-thank you, really... If you insist."
[i]"What is it with these folks trying to get me to eat and drink? I feel bad to keep declining. I guess there's no harm, just don't get carried away, Vivi.[/i]

With her mind made up, she takes the silverware and gingerly cuts a corner of the roast off, and opens her mouth and pops the morsel inside.

Her eyes go wide as she exclaims a muffled "Mmm!", the roast itself was seasoned well, using a variety of basic herbs to compliment a red meat, and the potato was no exception to the cooking skill applied. It too was seasoned plainly, but in a manner done just to tease the most sensory experience from this most humble of vegetables.

Before long, she'd inhaled the entire plate in nearly a minute. Looking up with a bright smile of gratitude to the mysterious benefactor. "Wow! That was amazing, sir. Thank you!" She practically cheered as she nodded her head.

"[i]I really shouldn't have overeaten... Ah well, don't make it a habit, Vivi.[/i]" Slowly, Vivi found her eye-level rise ever so slightly as she found herself about two inches taller.