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The last part of the meal would be the dessert and Kaguya got to work on that. She gathered the five tart treat strawberries and plucked the strawberries off their bodies . In a hurry to get done since the clock was ticking away, Kaguya completely forgot to mix the strawberries with the half oz cream, in fact she skipped the whole step altogether and moved on to the adding the fear sugar right into her bowl. This time she was ready though and she beat I quickly into submission. When she added more fear sugar she also didn’t let go of the bowl but she did beat the mixture even longer than before.

Wanting to end this quickly, she quickly plated and forgetting to pluck the ribbon off the mixer mint julep. With all the dishes now finished, Kaguya plated them all on a large platter and took the food to her customer. She’d really cut some corners with these dishes because of the time constraint do hopefully the customer wouldn’t mind at all. Once she got to her table, she bowed careful not to drop anything. “Here are your dishes, I do hope you will enjoy.” Placing the dishes in front of her customer, Kaguya bowed one last time before leaving the customer to her food.

Jala smiled at the greeter, wiggling her fingers as he floated off to prepare her dish, and frowned towards the judges' table. Such a pity. Talent wasted on practically vegetarian dishes. They clearly didn't think about
their fellow meat eaters. Just because she was a ghoul, it didn't mean she couldn't eat her own weight in meat, because she could... and more.

At least the boil returning took her mind off things for the moment, and she grinned.
"Thanks, sweetie. I'm just dying to sink my teeth into some food right now."
Luckily for Beats, she didn't care too much about seasoning or whatnot. Meat was meat, and it was food. It was probably the only thing she wasn't really pick about. Or, at least, not AS picky.

She did notice that he had left the panties on one of the dishes and smirked, picking it up.
"Well, aren't you kinky~. How did you know pink was my colour?"
Tossing them aside, she immersed herself into the courses, savouring the strong brandy taste (her parents never did approve much of alcohol) and meat. It was probably one of the few times she would approve of cooked meat.

All in all, it was a lovely meal.

Giving his completed dishes to the contestant, Hanna now scoured the room for a second person to fix their order for. Luckily, he found himself someone who hadn't been served yet and he came over quickly, grinning the whole time.

"No, it's not very tart at all." Hanna said, blinking as the conversation continued with the order while it seemed like he hadn't said anything at all. However, Hanna was not bothered by this at all. He was serving an important guest after all.

He listened closely to the second order, taking the form from the (rather chilly) hand. He frowned for a second, composing it in his head, then grinned brightly. "One Blood Pudding with a fear sugar substitution, and two Tea Deer Skellington's, one without leaves and the other with a surprise. No flowery flavors added, served cold. He recited, then ran off, determined to get this right even if he was a little... confused by this whole order.

His start on the next entree was a little quicker, his plucking of the leaves taking less time. This time he took them from a raspberry deer, still avoiding the sencha, even though it was only specified from one. Better to be safe than sorry, right? A surprise though, that was the tricky part.

Hanna thought deeply about it as he pulled the flesh off, only glancing down enough to make sure he didn't hurt himself in the process. An idea popped into his mind and he looked around his basket, finding what he was looking for. Quietly, he put a few raspberries in the middle of the flesh before wrapping it up in the pastry dough. That was surely allowed and besides, it complimented the leaves.

When the time was up, Hanna pulled it out and pan seared it before taking care to put it in the over. Everything was going so splendidly, Hanna made a careless mistake as he did the mashers. They were so easy to him that he missed a small eye as he de-eyed the things, it ending up going into the mash. He didn't even notice really, too fully into making sure that everything ended up on the plate perfectly.

This dish too ended up in the fridge next to his first, although something looked a little... off in the mashers.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Faiza scowled at the empty space before her. By the Warmaiden's hooves, where was the food she ordered?! She had half a mind to go into the kitchen herself before she noticed a camera on her once again. Her scowl cracked into a malicious grin. Well, if no one was going to stop her...

Faiza signaled for a contestant to come over. And by "signal" she completely side-swiped the nearest contestant, snatched their current order and ripped it up before hauling them up by their collar. "Hey. So. You know you'll get better tips it you memorize orders, right? Riiight? Here's another tip for you: listen carefully, because I'm not going to repeat my order."

"Start with the panty crab RIPsotto, but since panty crabs are the only sort of panties Chef Gorgon ever touches just substitute them out for an I was voted for again lobster. Make sure the color pops. I also want to see the entire unbroken heads of gingerbreaks crying into the RIPsotto. Also? Extra mushrooms."

"Next the Tea Deer Skellington. I want five different types, none of them purple. Use the same color more than once so long as it's different. Skin the deer too, I better not have to floss fur out of my teeth since that's how mister fancy pants Chef Hyde apparently rolls these days. Also, you better de-eye everything. If the dish winks at me even once s̸̫̙͉̩̤͔̞o ̻̭̹͉͢h̹͙̘̠̦̹̖͞é̺͙͈̳̪l̞̫̣͔̝̞̤͠p̖̹ ̬y̟̭͖͇̤o̪̥̭u̡̱r̘̖̣͇͔ ̱͈͙͍̟F͏̝é̘̫a̶͔̪̲̯̹̞ͅr͔̜̠ the closest you'll ever get to being on television next would be working as the dishboil in the kitchen scrubbing pots from gloom to sunset and crawling your way up the kitchen ranks."

"Finally that Strawberry Tart Treat Blood Pudding." The horsewoman paused, tapping her lips. "...Add in enough strawberries to make it as red as you can. Beat the senses out of it until it quivers in fear of you. Also make sure it's sweet. I could use something sweet."

Faiza dropped the contestant, then shooed them away. "I've already told someone else that exact order and I'm still waiting; perhaps you just might be able to earn praise from the one and only Chef F͏a̶͔̪̲̯̹̞ͅiza̶͔̪̲̯̹̞ͅ, renowned War Horseman hunter, cook, and all around badass. Hop to it!"

The serpent was rushing through the dining room, trying to get the last of his dishes sent out when he was grabbed out of the aisle. He tried not to growl as his dish was overturned and a new order was barked at him.

Crossing his arms, he waited for the customer to finish speaking before hurrying back to the kitchen. Obviously, this was going to be a bit harder than he'd expected, but he could still make it happen. He was going to win this thing, after all.

Chase was rather busy being excited about this. He was great at slicing onions, and though his first dish wasn't the greatest, he could prove himself with this. Totally and completely.

He wasted a little bit of time fumbling around, before he finally made it out to a diner that had yet to be served. He gave said diner his most charming of smiles. "Hello, Welcome. What can I get for you today?"



Chase was a patient fellow. He stood and watched the guest, letting them consider. But time WAS ticking by. "Um, perhaps I can recommend the Panty Crabs Risotto? It's very popular."

His diner seemed okay with that, so Chase turned and hurried back to the kitchen.