Thog hands me a can. “Try this.”
I take it from huge fingers. “It’s not puréed human, is it?”
“Whaddya think I am? A savage?!” he booms. “It’s ogre soda.”
I drink its sweet effervescence. “Mmmm!”
“Yup, nutin’ beats the taste o’ sprites.”
My spit-take is epic.
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