Collection:	CUPCAKE
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of red sprinkles	a bottle of green sprinkles	a bottle of blue sprinkles	a bottle of yellow sprinkles
Dropped:	A bottle of red sprinkles rests on the ground here.	A bottle of green sprinkles rests on the ground here.	A bottle of blue sprinkles rests on the ground here.	A bottle of yellow sprinkles rests on the ground here.
Description:	The bottle is a cylinder of glass with a wooden lid with a flip top. The top flips up to reveal fairly large holes for sprinkling the contents. Within the bottle are small sugar beads coloured bright red and glistening. The slight aroma of cherries wafts up when the lid is flipped up.	The bottle is a triangular box of glass with a wooden lid with a flip top. The top flips up to reveal fairly large holes for sprinkling the contents. Within the bottle are small sugar beads coloured light green. The slight aroma of apples wafts up when the lid is flipped up.	The bottle is a bulbous shaped glass container with a wooden lid with a flip top. The top flips up to reveal fairly large holes for sprinkling the contents. Within the bottle are small sugar beads coloured sky blue. The slight aroma of blueberries wafts up when the lid is flipped up.	The bottle is an oblong glass box with a wooden lid with a flip top. The top flips up to reveal fairly large holes for sprinkling the contents. Within the bottle are small sugar beads coloured shimmering yellow. The slight aroma of lemons wafts up when the lid is flipped up.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a plain cupcake	a frosted cupcake	a glowing cupcake	a rainbow cupcake
Dropped:	A sad little cupcake sits here, entirely devoid of frosting.	A frosted cupcake rests here under a cloud of buttercream frosting.	A frosted cupcake rests here, emitting an oddly green glow.	Decorated with every brilliant hue of the rainbow, a cupcake rests here.
Examined:	Inside a plain paper encasing of light-grey colour sits a sad little cupcake, itself plain and lacking even a smidgen of frosting. Although the golden, sweetened bread of it does look delicious, it looks a bit out of place as a cupcake. Even the few sprinkles atop it, themselves sorry looking, look out of place, possibly due to their bright colours. The entire thing seems a bit dreary and very uncupcake-like.	Neatly pleated paper bears the fluffy weight of this delectable cupcake. Above the rim of its container, the confection bears a cloud of perfectly flawless, mouth-watering buttercream frosting. The sweet odour of vanilla rises from the cupcake, and sugar is scattered across the fluffy, perfectly-peaked top.	Strange, soft green light radiates from the buttercream frosting of this otherwise normal cupcake. Otherwise seemingly a pure white with a soft, lusciously doughy interior, the confection is swirled with spices and sheathed within a neatly pleated cup of pale green paper. A small silver flag sticks out of the mountain of frosting atop.	Piled atop the soft pastry of this cupcake, a mountain of buttercream in every hue of the rainbow has been lightly sprinkled with sugar, spice, and everything nice. Tiny little flags in all colours of the rainbow ring the mound: beneath, the cupcake is no less vivid. A cup of pleated white paper bears the treat, showing off the colouring through translucent folds.
Licked:	You lick the top of a plain cupcake, knocking one of the few sprinkles off in the process.	With a quick lick of a frosted cupcake, you taste the sweetness of the buttercream and the creaminess of the vanilla.	With a quick lick of a glowing cupcake, you find the taste to be rather like anise.	With a quick lick of a rainbow cupcake, you taste berries, sugar, and the tempting sweetness of buttercream.
3rd Party Lick:	One of the few sprinkles on a plain cupcake fall of as Xena licks to the top of it.	With a shifty look, Xena gives a broad lick to the frosting atop a frosted cupcake.	With a shifty look, Xena gives a broad lick to the frosting atop a glowing cupcake.	With a shifty look, Xena gives a broad lick to the frosting atop a rainbow cupcake.
Sniffed:	You sniff and sniff at a plain cupcake, but you don't really pick up any smell other than the faint odour of cake bread.	Leaning over a frosted cupcake, you inhale the sweet scent of buttercream and vanilla that overlies the mouthwatering odour of the cake.	Leaning over a glowing cupcake, you smell an oddly tantalizing odour of anise.	Leaning over a rainbow cupcake, you inhale the tempting scents of berries and buttercream.
3rd Party Sniff:	Sniffing repeatedly at a plain cupcake, a puzzled look crosses Xena's face as her brow scrunches up in thought.	Leaning over a frosted cupcake, Xena inhales the air around the buttercream.	Leaning over a glowing cupcake, Xena frowns, clearly surprised.	Leaning over a rainbow cupcake, Xena drools slightly.
Consume:	Peeling back the plain paper of a plain cupcake, you gingerly bite into the soft golden cake. Although it tastes alright, it isn't quite what you were expecting. You finish the rest of the cupcake just a bit unsatisfied.	Taking an exploratory lick of the buttercream frosting, you unfold the cup and delve into the dessert. Sweet vanilla greets your tongue, as does the faint tinge of lavender. Soon the flavour gives way to the rich egg and butter of the pastry, finished with the sugary sweetness of the topping.	With a dubious sniff, you lick the glowing frosting and find it delicious. In the next moment, you find yourself undoing the wrapping, discarding the flag, and delving into the sweetly anise-flavoured pastry. The last of the crumbs vanish into your mouth as you lick your fingers clean of the luminous topping.	Hesitating barely a second, you rip the paper from a rainbow cupcake. In the next instant, you find yourself cramming the rainbow confection into your mouth. Bittersweet berry flavours unfold in riotous splendour in your mouth, giving way to the overwhelming sweetness of buttercream and the moist, egg and butter-laden texture of the cake.
3rd Party Consume:	Xena peels back the light-grey paper of a plain cupcake, cautiously taking a bite of the golden cake within. A fleeting frown passed over her face, though she finishes the cupcake up, looking none too plussed about the whole thing.	With a tentative lick, Xena smiles and begins to unfold the paper covering of a frosted cupcake. Bite by bite, she devours the rich confection, licking her lips as she finishes the treat.	Frowning, Xena sniffs the frosting atop a glowing cupcake, then blinks. Licking the frosting, she proceeds to devour the dubious treat whole.	Not hesitating, Xena shoves a rainbow cupcake into her mouth.
Collection:	CHOCOLATE
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of powdered sugar	a bottle of love	a bottle of cream	a bottle of powdered chocolate
Dropped:	A bottle of powdered sugar rests here, covered in a fine coating of its contents.	A little black bottle sits here, a red heart marking its side.	A bottle of luscious cream sits here, waiting to spoil.	A spiral-covered bottle sits on the ground.
Description:	A plain glass bottle sits here, both its top and bottm flattened with imprints along the edges. The top of the bottle contains many small holes, where the coating of powder which covers the entire thing collects more thickly. Inside the bottle, powdered sugar twirls about as some current inside moves about, creating a magical, snow-like effect.	Made of obsidian, this black bottle bears no decoration except for a large red heart on its curved side. A cork of some dark wood plugs it firmly, allowing not even a scent of its contents to escape. A small hole is just visible on close inspection of the cork, but aside from a bit of clear fluid that drops out when turned upside down, the senses register nothing about its contents. If it wasn't for the marking on the side, one might never guess the contents within.	Taking the shape of a miniature pitcher, this glass bottle even has a little handle on the side. The top of it appears at first to be open, much like the pitcher it resembles, but closer inspection reveals this to be a trick of the light playing on the thin glass riddles with small holes. Inside, luscious cream sloshes about, bouncing off the sides with each movement only to splash down again. As an added benefit, the sloshing and splashing are sure to keep the cream fresh and frothy.	Capped with a perforated curlicue to allow a gentle flow of powder, this shaker bottle swirls with spirals all along its length. The curls comprise thin, tightly-wound glass wires notched with their own spiral cuts to add texture to the already decorative pieces. Contained by the clear bottle, finely ground chocolate powder clings gently to the sides and piles in the bottom.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a chocolate bar	a chocolate bonbon	a glass of mousse	a chocolate cake
Dropped:	A bar of chocolate sits here, wrapped in thin, white paper.	Contained in crinkly paper, a chocolate bonbon lays here.	A tall glass of mousse sits here, an elegant desert to behold.	A chocolate cake rests here, piled three layers high.
Examined:	Wrapped in flimsy, thin, white paper, this chocolate bar bears protections against the elements, except for maybe heat. Finding its way through the wrapping, a sweet aroma wafts from the bar, tantalizing the nostrils with delight. The smaller bars into which the chocolate is divided contain small inscriptions, but it is a mystery as to what they were since they've been smudged away by finger and heat.	Nestled in dark, crinkly paper, a rather large chocolate bonbon rests snugly. With unknown filling contained within, the outer portion of the bonbon contains drizzles of creamy syrup, with a light coat of powdered sugar overtop that. Little curly designs run along the edge of its chocolate shell, adding a touch of elegance to the tantalizing treat.	Elegantly crafted, catching the light and throwing it back spectacularly, the tall glass containing the mousse looks just as attractive as its contents. The mousse itself is comprised of several layers of cream and chocolate, each a different shade of white and brown. A hardened layer of chocolate syrup tops the layers, itself topped with a single strawberry and a bit of powdered sugar. Tucked snugly to the side of the mousse, not looking a wit out of place, a glass spoon waits to be used to consume this beauteous dessert.	Standing three layers tall, each layers' frosting a different shade of chocolate, this monstrosity of chocolate is nothing if not sorely tempting. Working from the bottom up, the frosting goes from a rich, dark chocolate to a medium, brown chocolate, ending with the top layer covered in a creamy, white chocolate. One can't help but speculate that if the cake within is itself made of chocolate, this may very well be end end-all-be-all of chocolate confections. The only bit of non-chocolate on the entire thing is the sprinkling of powdered sugar on top and the sense love and being in love which seems flow from it.
Licked:	In a fruitless attempt to get at a chocolate bar, you lick the white paper wrapped about it. The only result of this endevour is a streak of slime on the outside of the wrapping and a taste of paper in your mouth.	Not caring about the artistic beauty of a chocolate bonbon, you lick the top of it, slightly smearing the chocolate drizzled on top.	Pretending to lick at the contents within, you lick the side of a glass of mousse, quickly wiping the saliva streak on the glass on your sleeve afterwards.	Running your tongue through each and every one of a chocolate cake's frosted layers, you sample three distinct variants of delicious frosting.
3rd Party Lick:	For some odd reason, Xena licks the thin paper covering a chocolate bar.	Xena licks at the top of a chocolate bonbon, smudging the drizzled chocolate on top of it.	Oddly, Xena runs her tongue along a glass of mousse, wiping the glass of her saliva afterwards.	Almost envious yourself, you watch as Xena runs her tongue over each layer of a chocolate cake, enjoying the different flavours of chocolate frosting that it sports.
Sniffed:	Inhaling deeply, you enjoy the sweet smells of a chocolate bar.	Pulling back the crinkly wrapping of a chocolate bonbon, you leisurely bite down into its chocolate shell. Doing so releases the lovely filling contained within, which you quickly slurp up before finishing the rest of the treat, licking the delicious filling from your fingers when you're done.	You inhale deeply of the sweet contents a glass of mousse has to offer, the cream and chocolate mixing wonderfully in your nose.	You are almost overcome by the heavy scent of chocolate as you sniff at a chocolate cake.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena takes a deep breathe, enjoying the smell of a chocolate bar, the aroma of which wafts its way briefly to you, tickling your sweet tooth ever so slightly.	Xena sniffs delicately at a chocolate bonbon, attempting to determine something about it from smell alone.	Xena breathes deeply of the sugary contents within a glass of mousse, a look of bliss passing her face.	Sniffing at a chocolate cake, Xena seems to be overwhelmed with the chocolaty goodness of its smell.
Consume:	Deftly, you remove the wrapping of a chocolate bar and toss it aside, the twinge of guild from littering quickly fleeing as you consume the deliciousness of the chocolate bar. Not bothering to break it apart into the smaller pieces, you finish it in just a few bites. A smattering of the chocolate smears about your mouth, but you take care of it with the back of your hand.	Pulling back the crinkly wrapping of a chocolate bonbon, you leisurely bite down into its chocolate shell. Doing so releases the lovely filling contained within, which you quickly slurp up before finishing the rest of the treat, licking the delicious filling from your fingers when you're done.	After first plucking the strawberry from the top and enjoying its juicy sweetness, you take the glass spoon in hand and start working on the contents of a glass of mousse. Working your way carefully and thoroughly through each individual layer, you eventually reach the bottom of the glass, the only remnants of mousse those which you are unable to scrape up with the spoon.	Carefully cutting a slice from a chocolate cake, you enjoy each savoury bit of its three layers. Suddenly overcome with a love, or lust, of chocolate, you grab handfuls from the remaining cake and stuff them in your mouth, your need to consume all of the chocolate rising to a crescendo as you momentarily blackout. Quickly coming to, you find your desire sated, the cake gone, and yourself absently licking bits of chocolate from your fingers.
3rd Party Consume:	Without caring one wit for the environment, Xena removes the wrapping paper of a chocolate bar and tosses it aside. Her whole attention taken by the candy in hand, Xena ravenously devours every last bit of it, wiping the remnants on the back of her hand.	Xena removes the crinkly paper from a chocolate bonbon, pulling it back to give better access for consumption. Anxious to enjoy the treat, she slowly takes a first bite, the filling within the bonbon slowly pouring out of the chocolate shell. Xena quickly slurps up the filling, finishing the treat in a few bites. Afterwards, she licks her fingers clean of the filling, a look of bliss crossing her face.	Xena plucks the strawberry sitting on top of a glass of mousse and pops it in her mouth, a bit of its juice escaping as she obviously enjoys the taste. After swallowing the strawberry, Xena takes the glass spoon and methodically eats each layer of the mousse, scraping at the glass for the last bits before finally finishing.	Xena carefully cuts a slice from a chocolate cake, and quietly consumes it. Shockingly, she suddenly reaches into the cake with her hands and pulls gob after gob of it out, stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing with barely a moment of chewing. As she consumes the last of a chocolate cake, her face momentarily glaze over, resuming its normal appearance after a brief pause in which she has licked her fingers almost entirely clean.
Collection:	PASTA
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of dried sage	a bottle of dried thyme	a bottle of dried parsley	a bottle of dried rosemary
Dropped:	A bottle of dried sage lies here, its contents clumping upon each other.	A squat glass bottle of dried thyme rests here.	A bottle of dried parsley lies here, a faint, lemony scent wafting into the air.	A bottle of dried rosemary lies here, rolling about.
Description:	Fashioned from nearly opaque brown glass, the contents of this starkly cylindrical bottle are dimly visible within. Dried herbs clump upon one another in a soft, crumbly mass, while a fragrant aroma hangs about the bottle, penetrating the heavy cork used to stopper the vessel. A wrinkled, well-used label affixed to one side of the bottle proclaims its contents to be "SAGE".	Fashioned into a cuboid shape, this square glass bottle is squat and utilitarian in design, fashioned of amber glass and stoppered with a rough-hewn cork. Within, the contents of the bottle are revealed to be the dried flakes of an unnamed flora, each starkly distinct from its neighbor. A square piece of parchment wholly obscures one side of the bottle, denoting its contents to be "THYME".	Fashioned from thick, bubbled glass, this bottle is roughly octagonal in shape, smoothing out to a simple rounded opening, capped with a stout cork. Within, dried green herbs are given a faintly bluish hue from the glass of the bottle, desiccated flakes whispering against one another with every movement. A simple scrap of parchment has been hastily affixed to the bottle, proclaiming its contents to be "PARSLEY".	This clear glass bottle has been blown into a near-perfect sphere, marred only by a flattened base and a short, squat neck, which has been stoppered with a heavy, aged cork. Within the bottle, the dried needles of some herb rustle and fall against one another with the merest provocation, while a strong, invigorating scent permeates the air immediately about the vessel. Crinkled and somewhat sloppily affixed, a parchment label proclaims "ROSEMARY" as the contents of this bottle.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a bowl of macaroni and cheese	a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce	a decadent plate of fettuccine	a plate of rich, dense lasagna
Dropped:	A nondescript bowl of macaroni and cheese rests here.	A plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce has been abandoned here, filling the air with a striking aroma.	A decadent plate of fettuccine in cream sauce has been left here, tempting the unwary to eat it.	A plate of rich, dense lasagna rests here amid a truly irresistible melange of scents.
Examined:	A smooth, unembellished bowl of white porcelain is the vessel of choice for this pasta dish. Within, macaroni noodles have been cooked to a perfectly al dente consistency and mixed with a vibrantly yellow cheese sauce, wafting steam and a truly delicious aroma into the air. Flakes of green herbs have been used to garnish the dish, further enhancing the noodles with their own, more subtle scents.	A healthy portion of spaghetti has been arranged on a square plate of white porcelain, its edges embellished in curling traceries of powder-blue filigree. The noodles have been doused with a hearty, red tomato sauce, underlaid with the pungency of onions and garlic. Three meatballs, seared to perfection, rest atop the carefully-poured sauce, and the entire assemblage has been sprinkled with flakes of green herbs, adding a freshness to the doubtlessly comforting meal.	Edged in gold, the plate upon which this dish has been presented is pitch-black, the aureate filigree creating an attractive contrast with the porcelain itself. Upon the plate, a mound of long, flat noodles has been arranged in an artful swirl, enrobed in a rich, creamy white sauce that fills the air with a decadent, comforting aroma of cheese and butter, garlic and pepper. Atop the creamy white entree, green herbs have been sprinkled, subtly completing the aesthetic and gustatory delight of this pasta dish.	The round plate upon which this dish has been presented is fashioned of simple, thin white porcelain, completely unadorned. The reason for such a spartan presentation is soon made apparent by the elegant whorls of crimson meat sauce that decorate it in almost whimsical patterns about the towering square of lasagna at its centre. Layers upon layers of wide, thin noodles, tomato sauce mixed with finely-minced beef, creamy white cow's-milk cheese, and generous sprinklings of fresh green herbs repeat again and again to form the towering concoction, completing at its apex with a thick layer of melted cheese that adds a coda to the unrestrained decadence of such a meal.
Licked:	You lick a bowl of macaroni and cheese, momentarily satisfied with the simple flavours of melted cheese and subtle, fresh herbs.	You lick a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce, an unexpected spice dancing across your tongue, mingling with the slightly acidic tomato sauce and the subtle herbs that infuse the dish.	You lick a decadent plate of fettuccine in cream sauce, the cream sauce clinging to your tongue and giving you a brief, flavourful dose of decadent spices and cheese.	You lick a plate of rich, dense lasagna, the taste of acidic tomato sauce and deliciously-browned bits of minced beef mingling with the smooth mildness of the melted cheese.
3rd Party Lick:	Xena licks a bowl of macaroni and cheese, nodding her head in mute approval.	Xena licks a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce, smacking her lips a few times as though in surprise.	Xena licks a decadent plate of fettuccine in cream sauce, grinning shortly thereafter in obvious approval.	Xena licks a plate of rich, dense lasagna, swallowing once and regarding the dish with something akin to longing.
Sniffed:	You sniff a bowl of macaroni and cheese, closing your eyes slightly as the mingling scents of cheese and herbs entrance your senses.	You sniff a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce, licking your lips at the tantalising aroma of tomatoes, onion, garlic, and herbed beef.	You sniff a decadent plate of fettuccine in cream sauce, sighing at the rich aroma of a heady cream sauce and decadent cheese mingling with the faint scents of garlic and herbs.	You sniff a plate of rich, dense lasagna, licking your lips at the ensuing mix of melted cheese, meat sauce, and fresh herbs.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena sniffs a bowl of macaroni and cheese, her eyes slipping shut slightly as her posture relaxes noticeably.	Xena sniffs a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce, licking her lips unconsciously.	Xena sniffs a decadent plate of fettuccine in cream sauce, sighing in contentment.	Xena sniffs a plate of rich, dense lasagna, licking her lips and leaning forward to inhale the scent of the dish more deeply.
Consume:	You hastily consume a bowl of macaroni and cheese, the relatively simple flavours of melted cheese and subtle herbs present upon each noodle compensated by the sheer comfort presented by the rustic dish.	Twining a few noodles together on your fork, you leisurely consume a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce, the unexpected spice of the acidic tomato sauce balanced by the herbed meatballs and the noodles themselves.	You twirl a few of the flat noodles together on your fork before taking a bite. The sheer richness of the cheesy cream sauce causes your eyes to flutter shut in near-rapture, and you quickly devour the dish, going so far as to lick the plate clean before setting it aside.	You carefully slice a bite from a plate of rich, dense lasagna, chewing upon it thoughtfully and marveling at the variety of textures and tastes presented: the smooth cheese, spicy, piquant sauce, and just-cooked noodles. The rest of the lasagna quickly follows suit, leaving you utterly satiated and pleasantly full.
3rd Party Consume:	Xena hastily consumes a bowl of macaroni and cheese, a look of utter comfort briefly flitting across her features before she tosses the bowl aside.	Xena hastily consumes a plate of spaghetti and tomato sauce, looking faintly surprised before leisurely finishing the dish, tossing it aside.	Xena tentatively takes a bite from a decadent plate of fettuccine in cream sauce before her eyelids flutter shut in rapture. She quickly devours the remainder, licking the plate clean before setting it aside.	Xena slices a bite from a plate of rich, dense lasagna, chewing on it slowly and glancing upward in a silent expression of total delight. Her knife and fork flash in a quick display of expert surgery, and soon the casserole has vanished completely.
Collection:	FIERY
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of salsa	a bottle of guacamole	a bottle of tomatillo sauce	a bottle of hot peppers
Dropped:	A jar of salsa sits here on the ground.	A bottle of guacamole sits here on the ground.	A jar of tomatillo sauce sits here on the ground.	A bottle filled with hot peppers rests here.
Description:	As red as the eyes of a Gaudiguchian the morning after Solstice, a hot and spicy salsa fills the majority of this tall glass jar. Mixed in with the tomatoes are thinly chopped chunks of onion, parsley, peppers, and garlic. A label across the front proudly proclaims this to be "Trader Bob's Tummy Twisting 'n Torrid Salsa" while a miniscule sticker stuck on its bottom warns "Not meant for consumption by Furrikins".	Globs of green and creamy deliciousness settle into smooth hills and valleys within this tall glass jar. Chunks of tomato peek playfully out through the viridian paste, promising a piquant flavour for any who decides to partake. A stone stopper atop the jar's wide rim is all that separates the inquisitive feaster from this culinary delight.	Green as the algae atop the Balach Swamp in Dvarsh, tomatillo sauce fills the majority of this tall glass jar. Finely grated pepper, cilantro, and onion float lazily into and out of view, tiny swimmers in a lake of tart and spicy salsa. A stone stopper firmly planted into the jar's wide rim prevents spills but does little to prevent wafts of tangy fumes from tickling your nostrils.	About a dozen peppers of various shapes and sizes have been shoved into this tall glass jar. They appear so playful and harmless in their prison, enticing the world with their vibrant reds and yellows and lush greens, yet a prominent label slapped across the front declares "WARNING: FOR USE IN COOKING ONLY. DO NOT CONSUME RAW. NOT EVEN IF YOUR GUILDMASTER DARES YOU." A stone stopper has been firmly shoved into the jar's wide mouth and further reinforced with two thick iron chains.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	an oozing quesadilla	an overstuffed taco	a hot 'n' steamy burrito	a steamy enchilada
Dropped:	An oozing quesadilla lies here on the ground.	An overstuffed taco lies forlornly on the ground.	A hot 'n' steamy burrito rolls about on the ground.	A steamy enchilada stares accusingly at you from the ground.
Examined:	The tortilla encasing this delightful looking snack has been fried to a perfect golden-brown; only a few air bubbles managed to turn to burning. Yellow and white cheeses ooze out from the open edges of the quesadilla through which an assortment of vegetables and meats can be glimpsed. A sprig of parsley garnishes the top of the quesadilla, giving the tan concoction a splash of bright green colour.	This odd looking snack has been stacked to near-bursting; its hard yellow shell straining to contain the ingredients within. Ground beef and refried beans form the foundation of this spicy creation while the top has been garnished with liberal sprinkles of lettuce, cheese, and tomatoes. Savoury fumes waft from the half-crescent delicacy and grease drips down from the overstuffed sides and between the cracks in the cornmeal shell.	With just one end left open, this large burrito is encased by a golden-brown, toasted tortilla, with darker lines marking where it lay on the rack to cook. A hefty thing, it is filled with a thick paste of beans and sauce, bits of meat and veggies mixed in with it. Primarily lettuce, some of the other vegetables include diced tomatoes and bits of onion and peppers. On the outer layer of the burritoes contents, a rich, red salsa acts as a buffer betwen the breaded shell and hearty contents contained within.	Ooking slightly like a burrito open at both ends, this enchilada is smothered liberally with thick chili sauce and salse, a layer of cheese sprinkled over top that. The contents of the enchilada's tortilla, poking out of the ends, consists of strips of meat, bean paste, lettuce and other vegetables, and a good portion of sauce. The sauce inside, a darker hue that it's counterpart without, drips slowly down the sides of the enchilada, promising to make a mess wherever it is put.
Licked:	Running your tongue along the dangling bits of cheese, you lick an oozing quesadilla hungrily.	You stick out your tongue and lick along the side of an overstuffed taco's shell, the gritty taste of cornmeal filling your mouth.	Spotting a bit of sauce dribbling down the side of a hot 'n' steamy burrito, you quickly stick your tongue out and lick it up, swallowing the spicy bit of goodness.	You run your tongue the length of a steamy enchilada, catching a good portion of the chili sauce mixed with cheese up and swallowing the tasty mess.
3rd Party Lick:	Xena runs her tongue along an oozing quesadilla, making sure to catch the dangling bits of cheese in the process.	Xena licks the side of an overstuffed taco's shell, leaving a trail of saliva.	Xena suddenly licks up the side of a hot 'n' steamy burrito, catching a bit of sauce that was dribbling down the side of it.	Lacking manners entirely, Xena runs her tongue up the saucy side of a steamy enchilada, catching a good bit of cheese and chili sauce which she then enjoys.
Sniffed:	Sniffing an oozing quesadilla, your mouth waters for the savory cheesy taste the aromas proffer.	Sniffing at an overstuffed taco, you inhale deeply the spicey scent of the contents encased in the cornmeal shell.	Inhaling deeply of a hot 'n' steamy burrito, your nostrils appreciate every suble scent eminating from it, from the tangy sauce to the hearty beans.	You stick your nose right on top of a steamy enchilada to get a good whiff, getting a bit of sauce on it in the process. Using the back of your hand you wipe it off, only to lick it up after.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena sniffs at an oozing quesadilla, a hungry look passing over her face as she does.	Taking an overstuffed taco in hand, Xena inhales deeply, a look of enjoyment crossing her face.	Xena inhales deeply of a hot 'n' steamy burrito, immensely enjoying the scents wafting from it.	Attempting to sniff a steamy enchilada, Xena manages to stick her nose right on the sauce covering it. Xena proceeds to wipe it off with her hand, licking it clean.
Consume:	Eyeing the dangling strands of cheese hungrily, you sink your teeth into an oozing quesadilla, an explosion of cheesy and spicy flavours hitting your tongue. After the first bite, you just can't help yourself and you finish the whole thing in a minute, every bite as delicious as the last.	Biting into the crunchy shell of an overstuffed taco, you savour the flavour contained within. Grease from the ground beef dribbles down your chin as you continue the taco, finishing it before long. Using the back of your arm, you wipe the grease off your face, satiated for now.	Holding a hot 'n' steamy burrito firmly with both hands, you chomp down into the delicious mixture of beans, meat, and veggies, all wrapped in a golden, crusty tortilla. Slurping at the sauce and salsa oozing out of your first bite, you continue to relish the burrito. When you take the last bite, you feel as stuffed as the burrito looked originally.	Getting cheese and chili sauce all over your hands, you grab hold of a steamy enchilada and begin to chow down. The tang of the chili sauce mixes with the heartiness of the beans and meat, leaving you hungry for more. You quickly give in to your desires, and finished a steamy enchilada off entirely. Spending a few moments more, you lick the sauce and cheese off your hands, wiping what little remains afterward on the side of your thighs.
3rd Party Consume:	Bringing an oozing quesadilla up to her mouth, strands of dangling cheese enticing her onwards, Xena takes a big bite out the tortilla. After a brief pause, Xena quickly consumes the rest of it, a bit of cheese dangling from her mouth momentarily before she slurps it up.	With a loud crunch, Xena bites into the shell of an overstuffed taco. The ground beef's grease begins to dribble down the side of her mouth, but she keeps eating away at the taco till it is all gone. Finally done, Xena wipes the back of her mouth on her arm, cleaning the grease from her face.	Xena grasps a hot 'n' steamy burrito with both hands before taking a large bite out of it. A bit of sauce and salsa dribble down the side of the burrito, but she licks it up before continued with her meal. With a final bite, Xena looks full and content, her belly looking just a bit bigger than before.	Making a mess all over her hands, Xena picks up a steamy enchilada, all covered with sauce and cheese, and bites into it. The first bite is followed by another and another till it is gone entirely. Then, completely lacking any manners at all, Xena licks her hands and wipes them off on her thighs.
Collection:	EXOTIC
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of coriander fruits	a bottle of dill leaves	a bottle of cardamom pods	a bottle of turmeric
Dropped:	A bottle of dried cardamom fruits rests here.	A bottle of bright green dill leaves rests here.	A bottle of cardamom pods rests here, giving off a sweet, spicy scent.	A bottle of spicy turmeric rests here, giving off an intense odour.
Description:	Dried cardamom fruits fill this squat glass bottle. Mingled with the seeds, dried leaves open in fan-shaped remnants. A smooth label of bright purple is stuck to the exterior of the container, identifying the contents, and a cork of sandalwood carved with interlacing designs of the leaves juts from the top.	Bright green dill leaves fill this squat glass bottle, giving off a sweet scent. A few tiny golden flowers are mingled with the leaves: on the exterior, a label of pale yellow provides identification for the ingredient. A wooden stopper covered with feathering, fan-like patterns of dill leaves rises from the opening in the neck.	Crescent-shaped cardamom pods fill this squat glass bottle. Larger, more robust pods of black are mixed amongst these to a lesser degree: on the exterior of the vessel, a slick label of silver paper identifies the contents. A thick wooden cork carved with the image of a cardamom leaf juts from the neck of the bottle.	Bright yellow turmeric powder fills this squat glass bottle. Dusty remnants cling to what little of the clear glass is exposed, and a slick label of gold paper rests on the exterior, providing identification for the ingredient. A thick wooden cork carved with the image of a turmeric flower in full bloom juts from the neck of the bottle.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a luscious lamb kebab	an enticing falafel wrap	an engorged gyro	a bountiful shawarma
Dropped:	A lamb kebab sticks lusciously out of the ground here.	A falafel wrap sits enticingly on the ground here.	An engorged gyro wallows here in its juices.	A shawarma is here, displaying its bountiful glory.
Examined:	A smooth olive branch has skewered several cubes of lamb, forming the kebab. The meat has been seared well on the outside, yet remains pink in the center. Between the meat chunks are roasted bell peppers, red onions and mushrooms. Exotic spices have been liberally sprinkled over the kebab, creating a delicious marriage of culinary delights.	The wrap of thin bread has been filled with golden brown falafel spheres, drizzled with a cucumber and dill yogurt sauce. Hummus has also been spread on the bread, along with spears of eggplant, the entire thing folded into a wrap and grilled.	The base of the gyro is a thick fluffy pita bread, grilled until it is just warm enough to hold slices of meat that have been slowly roasted on a spit. On top of the meat rests onions, tomatoes and fried potato wedges. Finally, the gyro is folded in half and drenched with a cucumber and dill yogurt sauce.	The shawarma is stuffed with thinly sliced cuts of lamb that has been slow roasted to perfection. Accompanying the meat are generous portions of red onions, pickled parsley and spears of eggplant. Slathered on top is a layer of hummus and red chili sauce. Wrapped in thin flat bread, the exotic sandwich has been dipped in fat drippings and then seared. The aroma of cooked meat and spices waft up from the shawarma, making it an almost irresistible delicacy.
Licked:	You attempt to lick a luscious lamb kebab, and almost skewer your tongue!	You lick an enticing falafel wrap, and are delighted to discover the tangy cucumber and dill sauce.	You lick an engorged gyro, and savor the exotic flavours.	You lick a bountiful shawarma, and an explosion of exotic spices almost overwhelms you.
3rd Party Lick:	Xena attempts to lick a luscious lamb kebab, and almost skewers her tongue!	Xena licks a drop of sauce that has run down the side of an enticing falafel wrap.	Xena licks an engorged gyro and sighs with content.	Xena licks a bountiful shawarma with a trembling tongue.
Sniffed:	You sniff a luscious lamb kebab, and are pleasantly surprised by the exotic richness of the spices.	You sniff an enticing falafel wrap, inhaling the exotic aromas with gusto.	You sniff an engorged gyro, enjoying the exotic spices.	You sniff a bountiful shawarma, and the exotic spices and roasted meat excites your imagination.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena sniffs a luscious lamb kebab, and grins broadly.	Xena sniffs an enticing falafel wrap, inhaling with gusto.	Xena sniffs an engorged gyro, obviously enjoying herself.	Xena sniffs a bountiful shawarma, closes her eyes and drools.
Consume:	You take a luscious lamb kebab in hand, and expertly bit off the chunks of meat and roasted vegetables.	You bite into an enticing falafel wrap, crunching down on the crispy falafels and enjoying the exotic flavours of the cucumber and dill sauce.	You practically inhale an engorged gyro, covering yourself in cucumber sauce and juice from the exotically spiced meat.	You devour a bountiful shawarma, trying not to be messy but failing miserably.
3rd Party Consume:	Xena takes a luscious lamb kebab in hand, and expertly bites off the chunks of meat and roasted vegetables.	Xena bites into an enticing falafel wrap, crunching down on the falafels as a creamy sauce runs down her chin.	Xena practically inhales an engorged gyro, covering herself in cucumber sauce and juice from the exotically spiced meat.	Xena devours a bountiful shawarma, making a mess of herself.
Collection:	BURGER
Bottles (no specific order):	a mustard bottle	a relish bottle	a ketchup bottle	a mayonnaise bottle
Dropped:	A fancy bottle of mustard sits here, poshing up the place.	A round relish bottle sits here, its contents slowly pickling away.	A tall bottle of ketchup rests here, adding to the casual environment.	A fat mayonnaise bottle squats here, waiting to be consumed.
Description:	With a touch of elegance, the glass of this bottle has been shaped into a cube with rounded edges and bevelled corners. Tightened snuggly, a lid carved from white stone keeps the tangy paste from drying out and hardening up, maintaining the juicy tanginess inside. Mixed in with the dark yellow contents, bits of spice and small seeds peek out from behind the glass, their addition adding to both the flavour and aesthetics of the mustard. A small label affixed to one side of the cube states that this is a bottle of "Trader Bob's Spicy Mustard", a small warning below cautioning against excessive consumption in a short period of time.	Short and squat, the cylindrical shape of this bottle of relish could easily be mistaken for a small glass ball, were it not for the stone lid atop it and slightly flattened bottom. Within the glass, dark and light bits of green vegetation soak in the pickling mixture, with fewer bits of red pepper and cucumber mixed in for additional flavour. Wrapped around the bottle, a thin label denotes this as being "Trader Bob's Spicy Relish", with a small slogan at the bottom advising the consumer to "relish the experience contained within."	Looking as though two seperate pieces of glass have been melted together, the bottom half of the ketchup bottle is shaped like a regular jar while the top half is just a glass funnel stoppered with a small stone lid. The bottle looks to be almost empty, with just enough of the tangy, red sauce for another meal or two clinging desperately to the sides and bottom. The sauce which rests at the bottom has taken on a thicker appearance, a small puddle of less viscous fluid forming on top of it. Two labels have been placed on the bottles, each on the side opposite the other, with one advertising the bottle as being "Trader Bob's Ketchup Sauce" and the other as being "Trader Bob's Catsup Sauce."	Brimming with delicious, fatty, white goop, this mayonnaise bottle is chubbier than other condiment bottles. Even the stone lid is wider than is normal, covering most of the bottle's thick top, just stopping where the glass body curves inwards. Two labels cover the bottle, with the first wrapping around most of the bottle and bearing the name of "Trader Bob's Mayonnaise Delight." The second, smaller label, covers the portion of the bottle missed by the larger and is partly rubbed out, though a few words of warning in regards to the consumer's health are discernible.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a bland tofu burger	a juicy burger	a double burger	a deluxe burger
Dropped:	A bland tofu burger has been abandoned here for its lack of taste.	Tempting to the palate, a juicy, delicious looking burger waits to be eaten.	A double-decker burger rests tantalizingly here, a bit of juicy fat and sauce dripping slowly down its sides.	Standing taller than it should, a deluxe burger sits among the toppings and sauce that could not be contained within it.
Examined:	Housed between dry, bland-looking buns, a thick block of tofu rests in a boring fashion. Some off-coloured, pasty sauce dribbles down the sides of the block, the only juiciness in the entire tofu burger. A dehydrated tomato with a bit of relish looks to be the only taste about this sad little thing, though they look to be a bit droopy themselves. The entire thing looks like it was left to sit out on a road somewhere by itself.	Two golden buns, flecked with an assortment of various seeds, encase a thick and juicy patty of meat. The meat, its origin or origins indiscernible, lays encased with a thin layer of meaty sauce mixed with pepper and spices. Piled between the patty and the top bun are two sickly-pale pieces of lettuce, a few small pickles mixed with bits of relish, a slice of onion, and a mixed sauce of mustard and ketchup smathered all over. Portions of the toppings jut out from beneath the bun, a bit of lettuce here and a stray piece of onion dangling there.	Two thick patties, covered in juicy dripping fat and spice, nestle between the three golden buns of this double decker. The top bun, sprinkled with seeds and grains to add flavour, is pierced with a toothpick to keep the buns and patties from sliding about, a small bit of red ribbon tied to the toothpick for aesthetics. On top of each patty, stacked between it and the bun above it, suitable toppings of lettuce, tomatoes, and bits of pickles and onions mix with the reddish-yellow sauce spread liberally about. Despite the toothpick's efforts, portions of the sauce-slicked toppings are in danger of sliding out from the burger at the most inopportune time.	Guaranteed to satiate the appetite of two or three ravenous individuals, this monstrosity of a burger is crafted from four meat patties of unknown origin and five dark-golden buns, each bun brimming with seeds and whole grains both inside and out. Smothered with sauce, each patty also sports a thick layer of toppings, from pale lettuce leaves and thick pickle slices to smearing of relish and the better part of an onion. Spearing the centre of the deluxe burger, a small pole festooned with bits of ribbon holds the burgers contents in place as best as it can, the buns and patties threatening to topple over and slide off should it be removed. Backing the threat even more, portions of the toppings are already missing in places, though there are still plenty enough left over to make salad or two.
Licked:	You tentatively lick a bland tofu burger and instantly regret it, the odd lack of flavour sending shivers down your spine.	Licking a bit of dribbling sauce from a juicy burger, your stomach rumbles slightly in anticipation.	Using both hands, you hold a double burger and lick the mixture of sauce and juicy fat trailing down the side of it. You are filled with the desire to give in to temptation and consume every last delicious bite.	Slathering your tongue all over the surface of a deluxe burger, you claim this monstrosity of a burger as your own, daring anyone to take it from you now.
3rd Party Lick:	Sticking out her tongue, Xena cautiously licks a bland tofu burger, a look of regret instantly passing across her face.	A muffled rumbling comes from Xena's stomach as she licks a juicy burger, gently biting her lower lip for a moment afterwards.	Almost obscenely, Xena runs her tongue from bottom to top of a double burger's side, catching the dribbling mixture of juicy fat and sauce that was trailing its way downwards.	Kind of disgustingly, Xena runs her tongue all over the surface of a deluxe burger, any desire you had of eating her burger for her pretty much gone now.
Sniffed:	You sniff at a bland tofu burger, wrinkling your nose in distaste at the blandness of even the smell.	Sniffing deeply the delicious smells of a juicy burger, your mouth begins to drool a bit in anticipation of enjoying every bite.	Holding a double burger with both hands, you inhale deeply the delicious scent of a double burger, the smell of the toothpick just barely detectible.	Hoisting a deluxe burger from the bottom with both hands, you run your nose all over the surface, catching each distinct smell that seems to change across the face of it.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena sniffs at a bland tofu burger and wrinkles her nose, the likely blandness of it all getting to her.	A bit of drool runs out of the corner of Xena's mouth as she sniffs at a juicy burger, a look of pleasurable anticipation gracing her face for a moment.	Xena holds a double burger in both of her hands and inhales deeply, a smile spreading across her face as her eyes remain gently closed.	Having to hold it from the bottom with both hands, Xena turns a deluxe burger around in her hands, inhaling the entire time of the delicious scent that even now wafts its way over.
Consume:	Grimacing slightly, you bite carefully into the dry blandness of a bland tofu burger, eventually manging to swallow every bite.	Smacking your lips, you sink your teeth into the delicious, tantalizing flavour of a juicy burger, a bit of drool escaping your mouth in the process. Quickly consuming the rest of the deliciousness, you wipe your mouth and wish you had another.	Grabbing a double burger with both hands, you begin to chomp away at it with gusto. Turning a double burger slowly in your hands, you eat from the outside in, slowly making your way to the centre. Already feeling full, you pull out the toothpick and stuff the last few bites down to add to the fullness. You use the toothpick to clean your teeth of any burger bits before flinging it away.	Filled with dedication and resolve, you tackle the monstrosity that is a deluxe burger, barely able to hold it in your hands. Unable to get full bites from the side like a normal burger, you are reduced to partial bites from a deluxe burger's upper and lower edges, dripping sauce and toppings with each bite. It takes a while, and your stomach bulges in a slightfully painful fashion, but with only a few more bites left you rip the wooden pole out and gleefully consume the last of the burger, patting your stomach carefully afterwards, the pleasure of a deluxe burger tinted with the pain of your extended stomach.
3rd Pary Consume	Xena's face spasms with a grimace as she bites into a bland tofu burger, the process of eating the entire thing just a bit painful to watch.	Smacking her lips, Xena bites into a juicy burger, just a bit of drool leaving her mouth in the process. The drool makes it down to her chin before she has finished the burger and wipes her mouth, a hungry look still in her eyes.	Xena grabs a double burger with both of her hands, chomping away at it while slowly turning it in around. Making her way to the centre, Xena plucks out the toothpick and shoves the last bit of burger in her mouth, a look of pleasure and pain crossing her face as her stomach seems to bulge slightly. Xena uses the toothpick to pick away at her teeth before flinging it away out of sight.	Holding only the bottom portion with her hands, Xena tackles a deluxe burger with gusto, taking bites from the corners and sides since her mouth isn't big enough to bite straight through immense size of a deluxe burger. Time passing, she continues to take bite after bite of the burger, spilling toppings and sauce with each and every bite. Eventually, she reaches the last bit of burger left around the wooden pole which once held a deluxe burger together and, despite the growth of her stomach, pulls the pole out and consumes the last few bites, a look of immense pleasure with just a bit of regret passing over her face.
Collection:	CINNAMON
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of raw sugar	a bottle of butter	a bottle of honey	a bottle of cinnamon
Dropped:	A bottle of raw sugar rolls on the ground.	A short, broad crystal bottle rests on the ground.	A hive-shaped bottle rests on the ground.	A small bottle of cinnamon spills across the ground.
Description:	A thick cylinder of glass, this solid bottle holds several cups of brownish, large-grained sugar in its clear base. At the bottom, middle, and top of the container, crenulated rings of colourful glass dance circles around the otherwise dull canister. Each tip of the crowns is a different shade, melding in a soft gradation from the previous to the next and forming a bright but gentle rainbow to cast pale hues upon the contents within.	This bottle resembles nothing more than a butter dish, its plugged neck as wide as the base. An angular crystal flower decorates the cap, which rests shallowly at the top of the bottle. The container itself is squat and broad, its sides cut with angular crystal facets that warp the image of the butter in its depths.	Tiered sections form a glass beehive, round and plump with honey. The segments grow in size as they ascend, then, reaching the midpoint, begin to shrink down again until the top level is smaller still than the bottom. At the top, a brown glass stopper in the shape of a tree branch keeps the golden riches contained. An overly large bee chases an overly small bear around the base; or, when turned, a tiny bear stalks a giant bee in search of honey.	A rounded conical cap of silver tops this bottle, pierced with five small holes to release the ground cinnamon within as desired. The bottle itself is glass and hexagonal, each smooth panel rising from the flat bottom and curving inward to create a clean, tapered form up to the container's midpoint. From there, the sides level off and ascend flatly until they hit a ridge of curved glass just below the cap. The red-brown bark within gives off a strong, spiced scent, oddly sweet despite its bite.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a piece of cinnamon toast	a cinnamon bun	a cinnamon roll	a cinnamon croissant
Dropped:	A piece of cinnamon toast lays flat on the ground, buttered side up.	A cinnamon bun lays on the ground, frosted side down.	A cinnamon roll sits here, doing its best to attract ants.	Resembling a slightly curved bit of triangular bread, a cinnamon croissant rests here.
Examined:	Thickly sliced from an excellent loaf of cinnamon bread, this piece of toast has been slightly browned, though the sides are just a tad bit burnt. Slathered over one side of the toast, a good bit of butter spreads out, with a mixture of cream and honey drizzles slightly over top it. To finish the treat, a sprinkling of cinnamon dots the drizzled butter which causes mouths to water at the mere sight of it.	A chef somwhere has taken pity on an otherwise droll slab of small bread, turning it into this cinnamon bun. A creamy mixture of honey, sugar, and butter is used as frosting to cover the top of the bun, a liberal sprinkling of cinnamon nearly hiding it from sight. Although it looks delicious, the top of the cinnamon bun looks unnaturally flattened, but only just a bit.	This roll, made from a stretch portion of dough twirled around itself horizontally, has been baked to a crispy brown hue. From the looks of it, the dough was rolled in cinnamon prior to being rolled in on itself, and dunked in butter before being baked, the overall effect extremely appetizing. Lightly coating the confection, a bit of cream and honey covers the top of the roll, oozing slowly into the crevices formed during baking.	Of Delportian origin, this cinnamon croissant is made by taking a ball of dough, flattening it out into a triangular shape, and rolling it in on itself, curving the ends inward slightly. The golden bread of the croissant bears several specks of cinnamon, and is coated with a frosting mixture of butter and cream. Oozing from the curved corners, a drizzle of honey reveals that the croissant has a gooey centre just waiting to be enjoyed.
Licked:	You lick a bit of the cream and butter off the top of a piece of cinnamon toast, enjoying yourself immensely.	You lick the top of a cinnamon bun, getting a good portion of the frosting in your mouth.	Sliding the tip of your tongue along the crevices of a cinnamon roll, you collect a bit of the creamy frosting. Swallowing it down, your taste buds show both appreciation and a desire for more.	Noticing a bit of honey dripping out of one of a cinnamon croissant's edges, you quickly lick it up, smacking your chops at the tasty bit of goodness.
3rd Party Lick:	Xena licks at a piece of cinnamon toast, taking a bit of the cream and butter topping it in the process.	Xena licks at the frosting on top of a cinnamon bun, getting a good portion of it in her mouth.	Sticking out her tongue, Xena slides it along the crevices of a cinnamon roll. A bit of frosting collects on the tip, which she swallows as her tongue returns to her mouth oncemore.	Xena raises one of the ends of a cinnamon croissant to her mouth, licking at a bit of honey dripping from it. A look of pleasure crosses her face, making you desirous for a bit yourself.
Sniffed:	You sniff at a piece of cinnamon toast, easily detecting the cinnamon amidst the butter and cream.	Sniffing cautiously at a cinnamon bun, a bit of frosting sticks to your nose as you bring the bun too close to your face. Using a clean finger, you quickly remove the glob from your nose and pop it in your mouth, quite enjoying the taste of it.	Bringing a cinnamon roll to your nose, you inhale slowly, appreciating the delicate scent of the frosty mixture, the underlying scents of butter, cream, sugar, and cinnamon mixing wonderfully with each other.	Sniffing lightly, you enjoy the sweet scents coming from a cinnamon croissant.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena inhales the wonderous scents of a piece of cinnamon toast, the hints of which waft under your own nose to tempt with its cinnamony goodness.	Bringing a cinnamon bun towards her face for a quick sniff, Xena accidentally brushes it up against her nose, a glob of frosting left on the top of it. She takes a finger and quickly scoops the frosting up, sticking it in her mouth for a bit of a snack.	Xena slowly inhales, holding a cinnamon roll beneath her nose. She spends a moment in contemplation of the subtle scents coming from it.	Xena sniffs lightly at a cinnamon croissant, a small smile covering her face as she enjoys the smell.
Consume:	Taking a piece of cinnamon toast in hand, you munch away at the cinnamony goodness, bits of buttery crumbs falling with every bite. With the last bite, you smack your lips happily, licking away the bits of butter and cream left at the edges of your mouth.	Eyeing the frosting of a cinnamon bun hungrily, you quickly devour the treat, though you are left with the desire for another such confection.	You quickly scarf down a cinnamon roll, enjoying the frosted treat immensely.	Holding a cinnamon croissant from the centre, as is Deleportian custom, you consume the ends slowly, gently slurping the honey which oozes out. Progressing along both ends, you are soon left with just the middle portion, honey slowly pouring out either side of it, onto your fingers. Popping the last piece into your mouth, you lick the honey from your fingers, your sweet tooth satiated for now.
3rd Party Consume:	Enviously, you observe Xena munch away at a piece of cinnamon toast, enjoying every bit of the buttery, cinnamony deliciousness. With each bite, a shower of crumbs fall to the ground and a bit of the cream and butter stick to the sides if her mouth. When she finishes, she does lick this away, however, while smacking her lips in a satiated fashion.	Xena quickly devours a cinnamon bun, particularly enjoying the frosting. Even as she finishes up the treat, a look of hunger and longing can still be seen on her face.	Xena quickly scarfs a cinnamon roll down, seeming to enjoy immensely enjoy the treat.	Xena takes a cinnamon croissant and holds it from its centre, as is the custom in Delport. Starting with the ends, Xena nibbles slowly away at the treat, making sure to catch the honey on her tongue before it drips away. With just the centre left, Xena pops the last bit in her mouth, licking a bit of honey from her fingers afterwards.
Collection:	SPICE
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of ground nutmeg	a bottle of green anise seeds	a bottle of candied ginger	a bottle of dried cloves
Dropped:	A bottle of ground nutmeg here, exuding a spicy, sweet scent.	Exuding a faintly sour odour, a bottle of anise seeds rests here.	A bottle of candied ginger pieces rests here, giving off a spicy scent.	A bottle of sweet-smelling dried cloves rests here.
Description:	Ground nutmeg fills this short, squat glass bottle. Swirls of the spice have adhered to the inside of the curving vessel walls: a label on the interior in blue paper, names the ingredient. A cork decorated with nutmeg flower carvings rises from the opening in the neck.	Round green anise seeds fill this squat glass bottle, and a sour smell rises from within, oddly tempered by a cool sweetness. Bits of the shed seed pod stick to the interior of the bottle: a smooth label of ivory rests on the exterior, identifying the ingredient. A cork adorned with green-traced carvings of anise flowers juts from the top.	Pieces of candied ginger root fill this short, squat bottle. Sugar crystals gling to the translucent surfaces of the pieces, and a smooth ivory label rests on the outside with text identifying the ingredient. A cork of polished oak adorned with the illustration of a red and white ginger flower rises from the neck.	Long brown clove pods fill this squat glass bottle. Dust clings to the interior of the bottle, along with bits of shed pod pieces: the label on the exterior is a tan colour with neat handwriting identifying the spice. A glass cork with a fresh red clove flower enameled onto the rounded top rises from the neck of the vessel.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a cookie of sugar and spice	a lovely loaf of spice bread	a ferocious spice bun	an angelic spice cake
Dropped:	A cookie of sugar and spice is looking very nice on the ground here.	A lovely loaf of spice bread simply languishes on the ground here.	A ferocious spice bun dominates the surroundings with its aromatic aromas.	An angelic spice cake veritably floats on a cloud of spun sugar and frosting.
Examined:	If pancakes were cookies, then it would look similar to this baked item, being large, round and possessing a deep golden brown hue. A thin coating of sugar glistens upon the top of the cookie. The smell of spices linger around its edges, as the cookie awaits to being eaten.	The loaf of bread possesses a lovely brownish-orange colour, the top dusted with powdered sugar. The bread itself is surprisingly light and airy, perhaps baked by the pixies of Faethorn. The aroma evokes the spirit of autumn, celebrating the last harvest of the year.	There is no prevaricating where this sugary bun is concerned. As brown as the soil of the earth, the bun glistens with moisture and the top has swelled out like the belly of a solstice gnome. The bun challenges all to consume its nutty richness.	Split into two layers, the spice cake is as light as a cloud, surprisingly fluffy and spongy. Snowy vanilla frosting swirls over the top of the cake and between the two layers. If angels dream of cake, they would dream of this cake, so perfect, so exquisite, such a cake among cakes.
Licked:	You lick a cookie of sugar and spice, and cannot help but blurt out, "I claim it!"	You lick a lovely loaf of spice bread, and your tongue tingles with spicy delight.	You lick a ferocious spice bun, and are immediately smacked in the taste buds with the aggressive spice.	You sneak a lick of frosting off an angelic spice cake, and barely contain the urge to devour it all.
3rd Party Lick:	Xena licks a cookie of sugar and spice, and cannot help but blurt out, "I claim it!	Xena licks a lovely loaf of spice bread and smacks her lips.	Xena licks a ferocious spice bun, and shudders with rapturous delight.	Xena sneaks a lick of frosting off an angelic spice cake.
Sniffed:	You sniff a cookie of sugar and spice, and are delighted by the spicy aroma.	You sniff a lovely loaf of spice bread, and the spicy richness nearly overwhelms you.	You sniff a ferocious spice bun, and draw back in surprise as the spicy aroma assaults you.	You sniff an angelic spice cake, and the choirs of epicurean delights fill your nostrils.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena sniffs a cookie of sugar and spice, and smiles broadly.	Xena sniffs a lovely loaf of spice bread, and lets out a tiny groan of pleasure.	Xena sniffs a ferocious spice bun, then quickly draws back with eyes widening in delight.	Xena sniffs an angelic spice cake, and sighs deeply with closed eyes.
Consume:	You eat a cookie of sugar and spice with gusto, as the spicy goodness explodes on your tongue.	You nibble a bit of a lovely loaf of spice bread, which bursts in your mouth in a spicy confection. Unable to stop yourself, you gobble down the rest.	You chow down upon a ferocious spice bun, enjoying the challenge of spice and sugar battling for supremacy on your tongue.	Your taste buds sing with heavenly delight as an angelic spice cake melts on your tongue like sugary snow.
3rd Party Consume:	Xena eats a cookie of sugar and spice with gusto, obviously enjoying herself.	Xena nibbles a bit of a lovely loaf of spice bread, then gobbles down the entire loaf.	Xena chows down on a ferocious spice bun, oblivious to the fountain of crumbs that explode from her mouth.	Without any evident effort, Xena devours an angelic spice cake entirely with eyes closed in ecstasy.
Collection:	CURRY
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of pickled garlic cloves	a bottle of fresh basil leaves	a bottle of curry powder	a bottle of coconut milk
Dropped:	A bottle of pickled garlic cloves rests here.	A bottle of impossibly fresh basil leaves rests here.	A bottle of bright yellow curry powder rests here.	A bowl of coconut curry rests here, giving off a plume of sweet steam.
Description:	A pale fluid fills this broad-based bottle, and pickled cloves of garlic float in it. Jammed one atop each other, the pieces have taken on a pale, delectable transparency. A label on the exterior notes the date of the pickling and identifies the cloves: the cork, rising from the top of the bottle, is carved into the shape of a whole head of garlic.	Bright green basil leaves have been improbably preserved within this skinny glass bottle. Each leaf is perfectly flawless, and the shade of emerald: a label, no less brilliantly-coloured, rests on the exterior, naming the variety of herb. The cork is a polished piece of green jade in the shape of a basil flower.	Bright yellow curry powder mix fills this short, squat glass bottle. Traces of the mixture stick to the clear glass sides: a label on the exterior names the ingredients in the mix. A polished cork juts from the neck.	Thick white coconut milk sloshes inside this tall, narrow bottle. Bits of coconut meat float across the surface: a label on the exterior of the vessel names the ingredient. A cork of pale green clay rises from the top, adorned with the carved image of a single coconut.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a bowl of vegetable curry	a bowl of chicken curry.	a bowl of beef curry	a bowl of lobster curry
Dropped:	A bowl of vegetable curry rests here, asparagus spears crossed over the top.	Giving off a plume of spicy steam, a bowl of chicken curry rests here.	A bowl of beef curry rests here, giving off a rich odour.	Claws poking over the edge, a bowl of lobster curry rests here.
Examined:	Two spears of fresh asparagus, just barely cooked, are crossed over the surface of this vegetable curry, their tips just barely braced on the edges of the green-glazed bowl. Fresh basil leaves float on the surface, as do translucent curls of onion and brilliantly red pieces of tomato. A plume of sweet and spicy smelling smoke curls from the surface of the hot broth.	Drumsticks, wings, and toothsome pieces of chicken rest in this bowl of curry. A thick orange sauce soaks into the cooked fowl: vegetables poke up from the surface. A thick bed of rice rests in the bottom of the bowl, soaked through with curry sauce and spices. From the surface, a curl of spicy steam rises into the air, lending its fragrance to the surrounds.	Glazed in smooth, pale yellow, this bowl of curry is laden with chunks of fatty beef. Pieces of roast, bits of tendon, and many-tendriled tripe float on the surface: beneath, chunks of bread soak in the coconut milk broth. Pieces of vegetables, and whole cloves of garlic provide additional flavour to the thick yellow broth, while bubbles of tasty fat float on the surface.	Bright red claws poke out of this bright pink bowl of curry, providing vivid contrast to the green curry within. Chunks of white meat float within the coconut milk broth, keeping company with snap peas, chunks of sweet potato, and tiny orange and green peppers. The scent of the spices rises on a curling plume of steam from the bowl, perfuming the surrounds.
Licked:	With a tentative lick of the asparagus jutting from a bowl of vegetable curry, you taste fresh basil and rich spices.	Licking the drumstick of a bowl of chicken curry, you taste the roasted meat and the rich spice mix of the curry.	Licking one of the bones in a bowl of beef curry, you taste the fatty meat and the rich spice mix of the curry.	With a tentative lick of the claws jutting from a bowl of lobster curry, you taste intensely hot peppers and rich spices.
3rd Party Lick:	Licking a spear of asparagus, Xena samples the flavours of a bowl of vegetable curry.	Licking a drumstick, Xena samples the flavours of a bowl of chicken curry.	Licking a bone, Xena samples the flavours of a bowl of beef curry.	Licking a lobster claw, Xena samples the flavours of a bowl of lobster curry.
Sniffed:	Inhaling the scent of a bowl of vegetable curry, you smell rich, exotic spices, coconut milk, and the mingled odours of the vegetables.	Inhaling the scent of a bowl of chicken curry, you smell rich, exotic spices, coconut milk, and the faint scent of roasted chicken.	Inhaling the scent of a bowl of beef curry, you smell rich, exotic spices, coconut milk, and the faint scent of beef fat.	Inhaling the scent of a bowl of lobster curry, you smell rich, exotic spices, coconut milk, and the delicate lobster meat.
3rd Party Sniff:	Inhaling the steam off of a bowl of vegetable curry, Xena sighs contentedly.	Inhaling the steam off of a bowl of chicken curry, Xena sighs contentedly.	Inhaling the steam off of a bowl of beef curry, Xena sighs contentedly.	Inhaling the steam off of a bowl of lobster curry, Xena sighs contentedly.
Consume:	Starting with the spears of asparagus jutting from a bowl of vegetable curry, you consume the curry. Eagerly, you eat the fresh basil leaves, allowing their spicy flavour to mingle with the green sauce and curls of translucent, sweet onions soaked in broth. Rich tomatoes follow, and you find yourself finishing by slurping the last of the curry from the bowl.	Inhaling the odour of the spicy curry, you begin to eat, starting with the most delectable pieces of chicken. Drumsticks follow: gnawing the meat from the bone, you proceed to chunks of tomato. Next, you consume the sodden rice, rich with flavour and the exotic mix of flavours.	Inhaling the odour of a bowl of beef curry, you begin to eat, starting with the tenderest bits of beef. A marrow-laden bone follows: sucking out the delicious centre, you find it mingles pleasantly with the spices of the curry. Next, you consume the whole cloves of garlic. You finish with the curling tendrils of tripe, a surprisingly delightful chew of stomach lining brushing the interior of your throat.	Lifting the first lobster claw from a bowl of lobster curry, you crack it open and sample the curry-sodden, tender white meat on the interior. Next, you devour the tiny, intensely hot peppers, enjoying their fiery pinpricks of flavour. The coconut milk curry soothes the sting, only to reveal that the snap peas are pickled, spiced, and intensely hot in their own rights. You finish with the somewhat sweeter potato.
3rd Party Consume:	Picking out the spears of asparagus first, Xena eagerly devours a bowl of vegetable curry. With a loud slurp, she drinks down the last of the green sauce in the bowl.	Inhaling deeply, Xena consumes a bit of meat from a bowl of chicken curry, then one of the drumsticks, and then much of the rest of the bowl.	Inhaling deeply, Xena consumes a bit of meat from a bowl of beef curry, then sucks a bone clean. The last thing to vanish into her mouth is a tentacle-like tendril of tripe.	Consuming the rich meat of the claws in a bowl of lobster curry first, Xena follows with the peppers, her cheeks flushing from the heat. The snap peas seem no less spicy, and she moves rapidly to the potatoes with a relieved sigh.
Collection:	FRIED
Bottles (no specific order):	a bottle of pepper	a bottle of salt	a bottle of allspice.	a bottle of paprika
Dropped:	A wooden bottle stands here, flakes of pepper speckling the top of it.	A wooden bottle of salt lays on its side, a few grains of salt spilled from it.	A wooden bottle of allspice rests here, its spicy scent mingling with surrounding smells.	A wooden bottle of spicy paprika sits here, an eye-watering aura clinging about it.
Description:	Its top covered with small holes, this wooden pepper bottle is a rather plain thing. Acting as the only manner of decoration on it, a black label wraps around the bottle, the ends of it just a small space from touching. The word "PEPPER" is written in large white letter at the top of the label, with a small picture drawn in a white bubble beneath it. In the picture, a small viscanti boy is depicted in mid-sneeze as he is reaching for a pepper bottle on a table slightly taller than he, the bottle toppling over and spilling a cloud of pepper around his head.	Little more than a wooden cylinder, this bottle of salt has several small holes all along the top of it to allow its contents to be shaken out. Wrapped around the wooden bottle, a white label declares that "SALT" is contained within in large, bold letters. Depicted beneath the letters, a young merian girl walks through the rain with a salt bottle underneath her arm, its contents trickling out into the puddles at her feet.	A plain wooden bottle, the allspice bottle has several small holes drilled from it, out of which the allspice must flow when the bottle is used. Wrapped around the side of the bottle, a brown label with red lettering verifies that the contents are indeed "ALLSPICE." Drawn beneath the large letters, the bust of a dracnari holding a replica of the bottle is illustrated, the dracnari's blue-tinged eyes staring dolefully ahead as she holds the empty bottle upside down.	A cylinder of compressed bits of wood, this paprika bottle's colour is comprised of several variants of brown. Offsetting this slightly, a bright red label encircles the side of the bottle, dark brown lettering proclaiming it to contain "PAPRIKA." Pictured below the title, a female furrikin of the foxy variant stands beside a large duplicate of the bottle, her tail wrapping around it. Leaning against the bottle as well, the hint of a smirk plays about her face.
Sprinkles:	One Sprinkle	Two Sprinkles	Three Sprinkles	Four Sprinkles
Appearance:	a plate of fried vegetables	a pail of fried chicken	a fried fish	a dish of fried steaks
Dropped:	A plate of fried vegetables sits here, glistening in its thin coat of oil.	A pail of fried chicken is here, filled to the brim with battered poultry pieces.	A large fish, fried to a golden crisp, lays on the ground.	A dish of fried steaks rests here, delicious gravy slathered all over it.
Examined:	Arranged artistically on its grey, stone plate, an assortment of fried vegetables offers to be a treat as delicious as it is aesthetic. Around the perimeter of the dish, green beans and strips of bell peppers overlap each other, forming a colourful circle whose curve matches that of the plate's itself. Contained within, slices of carrots, potatoes, and cucumbers mix in with miniature corn and bits of mushrooms and okra. A thin sheen of the oil they were fried in still covering them, the vegetables glisten in the available light, the effect marred only by the uncooked sprouts and coat of seasoning sprinkled liberally on top of it.	Made of tin and affixed with a handle of tin and wood, this pail seems decently sturdy with not a dent or mar on its surface. With its contents overflowing, pieces of battered poultry stick out from over the tin's rim. The batter, a rich, flaky golden substance, encases each piece entirely, allowing the meat within to be cooked while the skin and coating were crisped in the frying oil it was cooked in. The pieces themselves are little more than various parts of a chicken, though there are a few less drumsticks and a bit more liver than one might imagine.	Looking to have been a decently sized fish when it was alive, this scrumptious hunk of seafood is big enough to satiate the appetite of at least two people. Golden, crispy batter covers the entire thing, keeping the tender meat juicy and moist on the inside. The batter itself is covered with a coat of seasoning mixture, bits of spices and pepper mixed in as well. The edges of the coat of batter curl up slightly, nodules of fried the batter making a treat themselves to be nibbled away at.	An elegant pewter dish houses three pieces of fried steak, overlapping each other the length of the dish and almost entirely smothered in thick, delicious gravy. A rich, flaky, brown batter covers the steaks, though getting a bit soggy from the gravy, piles of crumbs from the batter scattered on top of the gravy and piles around the steaks. At one end of this fattening delicacy, a few sprigs of asparagus poke out from beneath the gravy, the threat of unadulterated healthiness subdued by the fact that the sprigs themselves were fried as well, the glistening sheen of the oil still coating them.
Licked:	Sticking your tongue out, you lick at the grease covering a plate of fried vegetables, teasing your taste buds in the process.	You take a poultry piece from a pail of fried chicken, lick the length of it, and put it back in the pail, a silent, inane giggle escaping your lips.	Running your tongue along the edge of a fried fish, you catch a few batter crumbs in the process, which you happily consume.	You lick a dish of fried steaks, leaving a shallow trench in the gravy covering the steaks.
3rd Party Lick:	Xena sticks her tongue out and licks the length of a plate of fried vegetables, the trail of saliva on the dish unnoticed on the grease coating the vegetables.	Followed by a stifled giggle, Xena reaches into a pail of fried chicken and withdraws a piece of poultry, licking the length of it before returning it to the pail.	Xena runs her tongue down a fried fish's edge, a few battery crumbs falling into its mouth in the process.	Leaving a blazed trail through the gravy, Xena licks a dish of fried steaks, enjoying the taste of it all.
Sniffed:	You sniff deeply of a plate of fried vegetables's aroma, the vegetable melody making a deliciously tantalyzing scent.	You lift a pail of fried chicken up to your face, and inhale deeply the scent of poultry covered in golden batter.	You inhale the crispy, fishy smell of a fried fish, your mouth watering in the process.	You lift a dish of fried steaks up to your nose, inhaling the delicious smell of gravy covered steaks.
3rd Party Sniff:	Xena inhales deeply of a plate of fried vegetables, her face lighting up for a moment at the delicious scent of the dish.	Xena lifts a pail of fried chicken up to her face, breathing deeply of the golden batter which covered the poultry pieces.	A look of bliss passes Xena's face as she takes a whiff of a fried fish's fishy odour.	Xena holds the plate up to its face, inhaling the gravy covered steaks. Withdrawing the plate, you notice a bit of gravy stuck to its nose.
Consume:	Briefly sniffing a plate of fried vegetables's aroma, you quickly devour every last bit of it, wiping a bit of grease from your mouth afterwards.	Ravenously, you go through each piece of poultry a pail of fried chicken, ripping batter covered skin and meat from the bones, which you put back in the pail as you reach for the next one. You put the last bone in the empty pail, setting it aside for later disposal.	Using both hands to hold a fried fish out before you, you chow down on it, working your way from one end of the other till all that's left are bits of batter crumbs on your fingers, which you quickly lick clean.	Taking a tentative taste of one of the steaks on a dish of fried steaks, you quickly consume the rest of them. Afterwards, you lick the pewter dish clean of all gravy and crumbs, leaving it relatively clean.
3rd Party Consume:	Xena lifts a plate of fried vegetables up to her nose, sniffing briefly of its aroma before quickly devouring all the vegetables. When done, she raises the back of her hand to her mouth, wiping away a bit of leftover grease.	Creating a horrific sight, you shudder as you observe Xena massacre a pail of fried chicken, each poultry piece being eaten to the bone. When the scene is finally finished, Xena sets the pail aside and just out of sight for later disposal.	Xena holds a fried fish horizontal to the ground with both hands. Starting at one end and working her way to the other, Xena consumes every bite of the fish, licking its fingers when done.	Xena nibbles cautiously at one of the steaks on a dish of fried steaks, quickly consuming the rest of them afterwards. When done, she licks the pewter dish, removing all traces of crumbs and gravy from it.