"... If... if this is food, I don't [i]want[/i] to eat it!" replied Ferra, staring blankly at the horrific mass in her hand. It was like the horrible result of some kind of run-in between two extremely grotesque monsters, not anything remotely approaching being edible. However, her focus was quickly on the girl again. She was sounding kind of mean, but... it wasn't a problem at all! Clearly she was just nervous, or shy! "No beautiful girl like you should ever have to endure such a monstrous attempt at cooking! If you tell me who sold you something like this, I can help you get your money back in the name of love and justice! And then, I'll buy you a better meal!"

Oh yes, this was the first step. If the girl was impressed or eager after hearing this, her hastily-assembled plan would have worked just as it should have!