"But how..."  Duza started, completely confused about what had just happened.<br/><br/>"Some things you just don't ask questions about here, trust me!  Anyway...the question you should be asking yourself is head or feet first!"<br/><br/>Crap.  She wasn't going to be diverted easily, if at all.  "Well uhh...I don't know."  Head or feet first indeed!  How could he even bring himself to consider such a thing?  "Feet." he finally said.  There was no way he could do it head first, he was sure of that.<br/><br/>"You know, with you that doesn't surprise me.  You'll get used to it eventually, trust me."  The waitress patted his head.  "Now the rest of you are going to have to give us some privacy.  I can tell he wants some."  With that she dragged a heavy curtain around the booth.<br/><br/>Duza had expected to hear protests about that, but it actually sounded like they had all rushed off somewhere.  What that was about who could know, but his waitress probably wouldn't tell him.  Still. it really did help with it being just the two of them.  "Look, I still don't know if I want to do this...it seems wrong to me."<br/><br/>The neko sighed.  He was regressing again.  "Ok listen up.  The goddess brings everyone here for a reason.  Whether as one who eats others or one who is willing to let others eat them.  Often they don't even know such a possibility lies within them until they experience.  You don't know until you give it a try.  And there is nothing wrong with it, not here.  Perhaps where you came from you would never do such a thing.  But you agreed to come here. and there is nothing more right-more devoted to making the goddess happy, than to a least try.  You might not have known this...but if it wasn't for the goddess most of us that work here wouldn't even exist.  She made us for the purpose of giving ourselves to others as food.  It's all we need to be happy and feel complete.  If not for the experience, will you do it for me?  Make me feel needed and useful and verify my existence?"<br/><br/>She was giving him the watery eyes again, and Duza's mind raced with indecision.  It all made so much sense put like that.  Even verifying her existence by...eating her.  He finally gave in.  "Alright, you've convinced me.  I'll...eat you for dinner."