This Might be a Problem

The waitress returned with the food. She placed an assortment of tacos in front of both Zell and Obsi. "Here you are… More will be coming out shortly." She said as she quickly exited.

"I think that girl is traumatized now." Zell said with a sigh. "Oh well, time for tacos."

Obsi lifted one of the tacos and examined it closely. She sniffed it and her eyes widened. "What unique scents!" She said. Without hesitation she stuffed the entirety of the taco in her mouth. She made pleasant noises as she chewed.

Zell couldn't help himself but to giggle at her display. "Seems like you like it." He said. "I am glad. Tacos were one of my favorite foods when I was alive here. So nice to share them with you."

Obsi swallowed her taco. "They are good!" She said happily as she picked up another. "We should bring Lucille here so that she can learn how to make them! I don't think there is anything that girl can't cook!"