<span style="font-style: italic">“I suppose it taste like chicken? I have actually never had it, so it will be something new for me to try.”</span><br/>With those words and with the movement of Max's head, it seems that Max might be in for surprise. "Then I shouldn't spoil it for you. But I shall say this much... It will be delicious and crunchy." He said, wondering if that would feed Max's curiosity.<br/><br/>While Rimion could contain Little Rimi for a moment longer, the thought of "breaking in" the car floating in his mind still since Max brought it up. He went after Max as he slid off the car and walked towards the house.<span style="font-style: italic">“If we continue to stay on the car, dinner might burn.”</span><br/>"You do have a good point." He said as he went ahead into the house, leaving the door open for Max. Opening the oven... His mouth watered as thoughts did excite. "The brownish-crimson... The musky smell... Takes me back to when I first made this before... But it smells all the better!" Rimion exclaimed, grabbing a large plate for the well-done lizard. Placing it upon the table along with the bowl of mashed potatoes, a bowl of balls of bread coated in sugar and another bowl of vegetables. "Now then... What do you think?" He asked, turning to Max, placing his hands behind his head, his regular smirk playing on his face.