"My date, you know, the blonde?"

"The blonde?"

"Oh, for crying out loud. She fainted when the lap-box started talking. Remember? But she's left now. She seems to have recovered."

"Ah, that blonde. Well eh… yeah, you could say that." Suddenly Zorch turned his full attention back to his cooking. "Hey, I think dinner is done. Care to join me for a bite?" The dragon snatched up a bit of meat and speared it on a talon. He then offered the morsel to King Taq who, recognizing it as Rosie's ankle, promptly vomited into the lawn.