chef de cuisine

"Oh, it's really sweet..." she said dreamily. She would do this - for SCIENCE! The mushroom slid down her throat, leaving a film behind. Once it hit her stomach she felt... not so great. Her stomach roiled in protest. "Not dying, not dying," Fable replied, but she could feel the tell-tale drool building in her mouth. Any second now and it would all come up again. Ugh, it had tasted so sweet! Why did have to hurt like this? Fable scrambled towards the edge of the water and made a few embarrassing, strangled wet noises until she horked up the single, thin glowing mushroom she'd eaten. It flopped into the water and floated there limply.

"Speech"