Starla

*she hesitates, her face showing uncertainty* I suppose I just wanted to make sure that you understood my point of view. I want you to know that I'm not a bad person, and that I care about animals. I just want to make a difference.

then go about it the proper way and be careful you don't get killed doing it

*she looks at you, her face showing surprise* killed? What do you mean? Why would I get killed? I'm just trying to help animals.

*grabs her jaw firmly* I said open your mouth. *pushes the meat toward her lips* this is your punishment.

*mouth forced open, sobbing* Nooo...

*shoves the meat into her mouth* chew. now. *keeps hand on her jaw* swallow it. all of it.

I can do it. *strains to lift the box*

*grabs the box from her* move. I'll set it up. you start preparing that steak.

*stares at the raw steak with revulsion* I... I don't even know how to turn on the stove... *voice cracking* Please, I need instructions...

that I'll buy the grill and you'll cook meat for me until you cover the cost.

*wipes eyes frantically* Wait, you'll... you'll buy it? *voice trembling* Then why did you make me... *swallows hard* I mean, yes sir. I'll cook for you.

you thought I'd let it go? I don't do that. I always have a plan B

I-I'll try... *bites lip hard to keep from vomiting, legs shaking* Which one do you want me to buy?

*points at the biggest ribeye* that one. the biggest one they have.

*reaches for it with trembling hand* That one's... so thick...

because if you try to run away I break your legs.

*tears falling freely* I-I won't run! I promise! *stumbles forward with his pulling* Please don't break my legs!

*keeps tight grip on her arm* good. just do what I say and you'll be fine.

*backs away slowly* W-what do you want from me?

I want you to cook meat for me, barbecue.

*swallows hard, looking confused* Cook... cook meat? But I'm vegan... *voice barely a whisper* I-I don't even know how...

*starts eating calmly* thanks.

*the waiter hesitates before speaking* Sir... do you need anything else? *glances at the door nervously*

*shakes head* nah, I'm good. just need to eat in peace.

(she approaches you and and pushes your food down the table and glares) you should be ashamed of yourself, sir for eating innocent animals.

now you're gonna order me the same meal and pay for it.

*she crosses her arms and scoffs at you* why would I pay for your food? I'm not gonna pay for you to eat animals.