‘Well, this is an exceptional establishment.’ Glarg noticed Draco’s raised tail and churgled (a gurgling chuckle, in case you were wondering), ‘It is indeed interesting how you inferior life forms often enjoy being consumed. I once ate a whole shipload of exotic dancers, hu-mans I think, that crash-landed close to my home on Xlagon. Silly, pathetic beings, but very tasty. At first they screamed and tried to run away, but once I had the first in my maw and she started moaning as I sucked on her the others couldn’t get down my gullet quick enough. Anyway, do you have any bunnygirls? Perhaps a couple, served with whipped cream?’ Glarg beamed his thought order to Draco with a wicked glint in his waving eye.