Mara accepted the plate that was pushed in front of her, only to lean into the depths of its aroma and take a huge whiff. It smelled marvelous, and the greasy sliver of meat was eyed most fondly. When she took a nibble, she was surprised by the crunch and the explosion of flavor in her mouth. However, rather than ravenously devour the whole thing, she put it down to sample at another item. It was yellow and fluffy looking, drenched with a syrupy concoction. She assumed it was some sort of baked good, so she tore off a piece with her bare hands for a bite.
"Come, mistress"