The panda hooked one thumb in the waistband of her mawashi and held up the bottle.<br/><br/>"Texas Hold-out Hot n Spicy BBQ sauce!" She held the 'o' on the 'Hold'. "Ah apply it liberally to mah innards to lubricate 'em for when Ah got's ta swallow someone. Goes down smooth, but you don't want to hold it too near a naked flame, or get it anywhere near metal."<br/><br/>"It's kinda my own personal devotion. The gyoji spread the sacred salt on the ring before the bout, I spread the sacred sauce on my opponent after it. After all, some of these yahoos aren't so scrup-o-lus about their personal hygine, and Ah am uh lady of refined tastes."<br/><br/>No Southern belle in hoop skirts and crimpoline could have said that last part with any more dignity.<br/><br/>"I like gyoji, especially Duck Gyoji!" said Strawberry brightly.<br/><br/>The panda turned to the slime. "Strawberry! You like gyo-_za_! Gyoza are dumplings, gyo-_ji_ are referees. Remember the trouble back at the sumo ranch?"<br/><br/>The slime girl shifted back to default form, the 7 foot statuesque humanoid female, and looked confused.<br/><br/>"Never mind." The panda sighed. "We pulled that poor fella out before he got anything more than a couple of blisters and a permanent ay-version to strawberry jello. Just don't do it again."<br/><br/>The slime-girl looked ready to cry. Her lower lip quivered, which set up all sorts of interesting sympathetic vibrations in other parts of her anatomy. "But I'm a good girl!"<br/><br/>Larborough reaches up and pats her shoulder reassuringly. "Sure you are! Remember that charity benefit? The kids all loved you! Especially when you started handing out bowls of yourself."<br/><br/>"That was fun!" Strawberry responded, bouncing up and down and setting up further interesting sympathetic vibrations. "And I was the bouncy castle too!"<br/><br/>"Yes you were." The panda's voice was kindly. "Everyone had a good time."