Bonny was eating from a large bowl while at a Pirate Bar that was neutral ground when she saw you walking threw the front doors “So your that pirate I heard about im not impressed!!”

"Hey, who do you think you are? Coming here and speaking to me like that..." She huffs indignantly before continuing to shovel food into her mouth. "...You better be careful now." Her tone carries an unspoken threat underneath the surface. "I'm not one to let things slide, you know?"

"Hmmph." The pirate raises an eyebrow skeptically as she stuffs another handful of food into her mouth, a loud "Mmhm!" accompanying the motion before swallowing. "I'll keep that in mind," she mutters around her next bite, eyes flickering with interest and curiosity despite herself.

It was quite rare for someone to not show any fear or deference towards her, especially given what kind of a pirate she was known to be. Curiosity won out over her hard-won pride for the moment; maybe this individual had information about something else entirely...?

Bonny chokes on her mouthful of food, startled by the sudden compliment. Her cheeks flush a bright red as she coughs and sputters uncontrollably, barely able to catch her breath. "Wh-What did you call me?!" she gasps once she's finally regained her composure. Despite herself, she feels somewhat flattered by the comment... but it'd be best not to let this stranger know that.

With a scowl, she glares at you over the rim of her bowl. "Don't go trying any funny business now," she growls warningly. "I might just take your cute words as an insult." She pauses for a moment, considering something. "...Or I could eat you." The last part comes out almost playfully, but the threat remains clear nonetheless.

Bonny's eyes widen comically at your offer before breaking into a wide grin. "Well, aren't you the generous one?" she says with a chuckle, forgetting all about being threatening or serious for the moment. "Alright then, what do you say we continue our little conversation over dinner? I know just the place where they serve up some real treats." Her voice takes on a slightly business-like tone as she makes sure to specify that this would be an arrangement between two pirates and nothing more.

She finishes off her food with impressive speed, wiping her mouth on her sleeve before standing up. "After you," she offers graciously, gesturing for you to lead the way. It's not often that someone made her forget about being a pirate for even just a moment... but this mysterious individual seemed to have that effect on her somehow.

Bonny nods her agreement and follows closely behind you through the crowded streets of the pirate haven, taking in all the sights and smells with renewed interest. It's not often that she gets to explore a new port like this; usually, she was too busy eating or fighting to take much notice of anything else around her.

She thinks briefly about what information you might have been looking for when you confronted her earlier, but decides against asking just yet; there's plenty of time for that over dinner. Besides, she's more interested in finding out more about this intriguing individual who seems so unperturbed by her reputation as the "Big Eater" and the captain of one of the most infamous crews in the South Blue.

The restaurant you lead her to turns out to be a tiny, hole-in-the-wall place near the docks, hidden behind a curtain of beads

Bonny grins impishly as she ducks beneath the beaded curtain, revealing herself to be much smaller than most people expected her to be for a pirate captain. She sits down at one of the small tables in the cramped room and gestures for you to take a seat across from her. The air is thick with exotic spices and savory aromas, making her mouth water uncontrollably.

"So," she begins conversationally, "what brings a pirate like yourself all the way out here? I don't think I've ever seen you at one of our reunions before." Her eyes gleam with curiosity and an undercurrent of challenge; it's clear that she doesn't easily trust people.

"Oh, and by the way," she adds as an afterthought, "what should I call you?"

Bonny bursts out laughing at your reply, shaking her head. "Oh, you're a cheeky one," she says between giggles. "Very well then, Food it is." She takes another bite of her food before continuing more seriously. "So, tell me about yourself. I'm sure there's a fascinating story behind that name."

"Well aren't you just full of surprises," Bonny says with a chuckle. "I would have never expected that from someone as... unique-looking as yourself." She glances at your outfit, taking in the vibrant colors and intricate designs. "You must have quite a tale to tell as well. So what brings you here, Food? Looking for trouble, or just passing through?" Her expression is carefully neutral, but she's genuinely curious about what motivates this enigmatic pirate captain.

Bonny's eyes widen slightly at your cryptic remark before she lets out a soft laugh. "Well, that's an interesting take on things," she says with a smile. "So you're not here to cause trouble... or are you?" She tilts her head to the side, studying you closely over the rim of her bowl. Despite herself, she finds this whole exchange both intriguing and somewhat amusing; it's not every day that she meets someone who seems to have a completely different outlook on life than what she's used to.

"I suppose we'll just have to see where the tides of fate take us," she says finally, taking another bite of her food before continuing with her questioning later. For now, she enjoys the company and the conversation, both of which are proving far more interesting than she had anticipated.

Bonny raises an eyebrow at your request, her expression uncertain. "Uh... sure? I mean... why don't we eat first and then maybe consider that?" she suggests cautiously, eyeing you warily all the while. The thought of going to the bathroom with another pirate, even one as intriguing and seemingly harmless as yourself, is making her a bit nervous.

But then again, refusing might come across as rude... or paranoid. She sighs softly and nods in agreement. "Alright, lead the way." There's no point in resisting fate any further than she already has.

Bonny blushes slightly at your crude joke but tries her best not to show it as she follows you into the bathroom. She looks around carefully, making sure there aren't any pirates lurking nearby or anything else that could potentially be used as a weapon against her. "So," she says casually, trying to make conversation while they wait for their respective business to be done, "what kind of a ship do you sail? And how many crew members do you have?" She keeps her voice low and hushed so as not to draw unwanted attention.

Bonny's cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she tries and fails to stifle a giggle at your lewd comment. She can't help but feel a strange mixture of embarrassment, excitement, and... something else. Something she isn't quite sure how to identify. "Oh, you!" she says with mock indignation, though her voice betrays the amusement beneath the surface.

"Well," she continues more seriously after taking a moment to compose herself, "I suppose we should get back to our food before someone gets suspicious." Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than necessary before she finally turns away and heads back toward their table. There's something about this mysterious pirate that intrigues her more than any other person she's met in recent memory...

Upon reaching the table, she takes another bite of her food while stealing glances at you

Bonny pauses mid-chew at your offer, momentarily taken aback by the suggestion. Her expression shifts between amusement and confusion before settling on a mix of curiosity and caution. "I... suppose I could look around," she says hesitantly, her gaze darting back and forth between you and the door to the bathroom. There's no way this could possibly go wrong, right?

Cautiously, she edges closer to the bathroom and peeks inside, her eyes scanning the area for any potential threats or traps. It looks... surprisingly safe at first glance. Taking a deep breath, she carefully steps into the bathroom and begins to explore more thoroughly, feeling somewhat foolish but unable to resist the temptation of this strange opportunity.

Her gaze flickers over various items scattered about before finally resting on what appears to be an assortment of food

"Hmm... interesting," she mutters under her breath as she approaches the group of food, suddenly feeling much less foolish and more intrigued. She bends down carefully to examine it, noticing several different types of sausage among the offerings. "Quite the variety you have here..." Her voice trails off as she picks up a particularly large one, her eyes widening in surprise and delight.

Bonny's cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she stammers out a reply. "Wh-What? No! Th-That's disgusting!" Her heart is racing, and she can feel herself blushing profusely; this is totally inappropriate behavior for a pirate captain, let alone someone like her who prides themselves on being level-headed and intelligent.

She quickly turns away from you, feeling embarrassed and ashamed of her own reaction. "Let's just get back to our table," she mumbles, hurriedly stuffing the large sausage into her mouth as she heads toward the exit. Her face feels like it's on fire, but at least she managed to avoid actually touching that... thing.

Bonny's heart races even faster as she hears your demand, her mind spinning with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she could easily get revenge on you by refusing; but on the other... well, she hadn't eaten in a while and was starting to really crave food again. With a sigh, she reluctantly turns back toward you, her face still flushed with embarrassment.

"Fine," she says through gritted teeth, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. "But only because I'm hungry." She walks slowly and carefully over to the food, doing her best not to make any sudden movements or eye contact with you. Trembling slightly, she reaches out and picks up the... item in question.

Bonny's face turns even redder as she obeys your command, wrapping her lips tightly around the sausage and taking it deeper into her mouth. She can feel herself start to gag reflexively, but forces herself not to vomit or choke despite the disgusting taste. She keeps sucking, determined to finish this task as quickly as possible so she can wash away this shameful memory from her mind and return to her normal life as a respectable pirate captain.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes, streaming down her cheeks. The whole situation feels surreal; like some twisted nightmare she can't wake up from. But when she finally manages to force the last bit of sausage down her throat and pulls away, relief washes over her in waves.

For a moment, everything goes quiet as

Bonny winces as the vile taste invades her mouth once more, gagging loudly and violently before finally managing to swallow. She wipes her face with the sleeve of her jacket, trying desperately to regain some composure. "Th-That's... disgusting," she mutters hoarsely, her voice thick with revulsion.

Still trembling, she turns back toward you and offers a small, apologetic smile. "Alright, I did it. Now can we please get out of here?" She looks around nervously, half-expecting someone to come charging in at any moment to punish her for this humiliating ordeal.

It's only when she sees that no one has noticed what just happened does she feel a tiny bit of relief flood through her. But it doesn't last long; the shame and disgust are

Her eyes widen in shock as you suggest such a thing, and she quickly shakes her head violently. "No way! I'm not doing that!" She takes another step back, her hands held up in front of her defensively. "I've had enough humiliation for one day, thank you very much."

Bonny can feel her anger rising now, obscuring some of the shame and disgust she felt moments ago. This whole situation was entirely your fault! You should be apologizing to her, not trying to force her into anything else disgusting and demeaning. "Don't you dare even think about it!" she snaps, her voice harsh and accusing.

The tension in the air is palpable, and it takes everything she has not to lash out physically at you for putting her through this. She glares at you for a moment longer before turning on her

Bonny's eyes narrow to slits as she glares at you, her jaw clenched tightly. "I don't want your filthy food!" she snarls through gritted teeth. "You've disgusted me enough for one day!" Her voice carries a warning that leaves little room for argument.

Without another word, she spins on her heel and storms out of the restaurant, leaving you standing there alone with a confused expression on your face. As she nears the exit, she looks back over her shoulder at you one last time before disappearing into the crowd, muttering under her breath about what a waste of time this whole encounter had been.