Broken Boulder As long as I am not a butt worm

Guillotina looked at Steele like he had turned into a chicken. What did he mean by "what do you mean dessert?" Did he even eat, ever? Dessert was like the only thing worth eating most of the time. Especially when you were given a bland grey bird for dinner. 

Her ears perked. She looked a little confused and mad that he hadn't considered she needed a five star meal. Men never considered women needed anything, kind of like how men always act surprised when they finish that they still got a job to do, and a classy woman never services herself.  It really should have come as no surprise considering Steele was a man and therefore inconsiderate like all other men, and birds that flew away when Guillotina was only trying to eat them.

this really had turned into a whole ordeal. Guillotina felt peckish. "I mean dessert. Like what you eat after dinner. You want me to starve??" guillotina batted her eyelashes at Steele. She doubted he wanted to let her starve.