You press the button.
Ding.
The bees are gone. Aww. I like bees…
Anyways, there’s a table again! Looks like the same table and chairs from the puzzle. But this time, instead of a puzzle, there’s food!
Looks like it’s lunchtime! What’s for lunch, you ask?
Pizza!
It’s not shown in the picture, but there’s also a two liter bottle of cold root beer on the table. No glass, though. Or plates, but whatever.
Look at all those beautiful pizz- hey wait a minute! There is a distinct lack of pineapple on those pizzas! If it were me, I would not stand for that!
...You don’t seem particularly disturbed by the lack of pineapple. You take a seat and pick up a slice.
It’s nice and hot, feels like they’re fresh out of the oven. There are a couple without cheese, if you’re vegan, and several without anything pig-based, if you’re Jewish.
Go ahead, dig in!
You decide to stop eating, getting full. That was really good pizza.
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You’re satisfied, even without pineapple on any of the pizzas. The quality of the other ingredients made up for that.
What now? Want to take a nap, or go straight through to whatever’s next?
Hmm? Bathroom? Oh, right! Ok, sure, let me just find one…
Here ya go! All set up!
Is the orange ok, or would you suggest a different color?
