Queen Pirouette looked down at her plate, leaned in and sniffed. Straightening her back, she look over at Lady Abigail, as if to say, What now? Then she pushed the plate away. “Now you want me to eat giant insects!” Barely restraining her anger, Pirouette lifted her plate and chucked it at her Chamberlain. Next, she took a long draught from her goblet of wine and slammed it down, hard, on the the table. “Who?” She inquired tersely, “is responsible for bringing that monster to my supper table?”
As usual, it was Lady Abigail who swooped in the calm the situation. “The Chief Chef says it’s called a “Lobster.”
“More fruit from the sea, no doubt.”
Pirouette sighed. “Send the chief cook up to me.” Looking over at the Chamberlain, she said, “Go get the sub-Chamberlain. Do it now!” The Chamberlain bowed lowly at the waist, back out of the room and fled.
Cautionary note about the link below: It’s the trailer for the movie The Lobster. There’s some strong language.