Eugh... *he groans and rolls his eyes* Nevermind! Not worth it. I served for an /entire afternoon/ and this is the treatment I get! *with a scoff he turns to leave* One star! *he exits with a huff*
*touching down in front of the door and pushing in, using a wing to jangle the entry bell, he enters @mlp_SMocha's cafe and saunters up to the counter*
... Nah. *he stands and pushes his chair in* I choose life. You're free to clog your system up with that stuff. I think the grass outside my sister's place will be a far better option. Good day to you.
*with that, he just leaves the order on the table and leaves the restaurant*
*he jolts as the order is slammed down* Hey careful! *he looks down at the order, and scrunches his muzzle* .... Oh sweet Celestia this looks like it could kill me.
NOOOO. I asked for pesto! I refuse to let your acidic sludge touch my tongue. *he shudders* Acidity and spice ruins one's taste buds, thus ruining their pallette.
Sadly, yes. I personally believe it's the common pony who should collectively rule, but, yes. A corn tortilla will do. I'd like a naturopathic quesadilla.
Because my body is a temple, and I only eat the finest of foods. So, let's start with gluten. I refuse to touch it. So, I require a gluten free tortilla. Do you have those? *he raises an accusative brow*
Mmm, do you have an alternative menu with the vegan options you offer? I need my food to be prepared in a very specific way. *he leans back on the counter, looking at his hoof*
*he scoffs* You know so little about mane care that your insults roll right off of mine. I condition it so well, /everything/ rolls of it.
Now, if we're done, I just flew in from Cloudsdale and this... establishment was the only one open.
EW! That rope was connected to a /pony/? Blech. *he grimaces, wiping his tongue off* I thought it was some, like, primitive bell system. *he peers over the counter to look at @mlp_Chimie* ... At least I think that thing is a pony.
*he looks down at the rope with disdain, clicking his tongue* (How civilised.) *he looks around, grabs a number of napkins, wraps them around a part of the rope, then bites down on the napkin'd part and YANKS* Helloooooo?