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I am the god of neo-Brahmin cuisine! No, that's not giving me enough credit. I fucking invented edible food. Do you like eating? Good. You owe your entire goddamn garbage existence to me.—Phillipe, Head Chef of the White Glove Society, Fallout: New Vegas
King: No... you can't do this!Lizzie: Mwahahhahahahahahahahaaaaaaa!
Lizzie: Why, Your Majesty... are you afraid?
King: Only a fool would say no!
Lizzie: You will eat it. I can make you.
King: No... NooooooooAWMPH! Ohpf... deaah gawwd. Itsh (gulp) delicious. There's... there's no more, is there?
Lizzie: No, there is not.
King: General! Strike me down, then have every last man, woman and child put to the sword. There's no point going on anymore, not now that it's all gone...
General: At once, sire.
I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.—Will Herondale, The Infernal Devices