The badger nods and whistles to the kitchen. A new fox comes out and approaches.<br/><br/>"Ok, fox. One special butterdish for the dragon. Get to it. Are you sure you just want one buttered fox, sir? And yes, we have an almost inexhaustable stock of foxes here, each ready and anxious to jump down the hatch."<br/><br/>A few moments later the trolley returns to the dragon's table. It carries a fresh plate and a large silver bowl with a lit on. Inside there's a life fox bathing in hot buttersauce. The fumes escape from the sides of the lit containing a mixture of cooking fox and delicious butter smell.