"No, no, it's fine. Look." maisy said, opening up the menu and just emptying the tab she had set aside to hold her culinary experiments.
There was a moment of frozen time as reality itself jittered, then they were surrounded by a wide circle of foodstuffs that hung in the air at chest height for another moment before the game was able to finish applying physics to them and they all fell to the ground at once. They bounced like plastic play food, each held together by their status as a Dropped Item. Bread, pastries, cakes and pies, sandwiches of all kinds and combinations, Fruit desserts, whole pastas still steaming on their plates, dozens of different types of pizza. Some of this stuff had also clearly been made from from parts of monsters, such as the line of barbecued lizard man tails each as tall as Maisy herself or giant wasps that looked as though they had been candy coated, and a salad of wild green where you could still see the teeth if you looked close.
"Oh! Ahhhhh, I didn't realize I did this much." She said, clapping herself on the cheeks as interested players started looking over. She bent down and started scooping the stuff near her feet up, vanishing it back into her inventory. "It's still good, the ground isn't real. trust me, it tastes a lot better than anything I ever bought from an npc coo-you have cooks?" she said, suddenly looking up as she realized the implications of what her friend was saying. She had cooks? she beat an army. "That's incredible! But, I thought you were after a pirate?"
"Hey can I have this parfait?" a guy called from the edge of the food bog they were caught in. Maisy jumped, looked back at him, and gave a quick shaky nod. The dude scooped it up and started eating.
