When the food all came everyone began to dig in. Jean didn’t have a knife or fork since there were none in the universe that would be big enough for her. She would just tip the contents of the plate into her mouth. She could taste them and it was delicious. She looked down and saw Maria slowly eating hers.
“Are you alright?” asked Jean.
"I feel a little sickly," replied Maria.
"Do you need some water?"
"Yeah I could do with some."
Jean then got the attention of one of the waitors. She told him that she needed some water for her friend. He went and got some right away. Maria still felt a little sick. She just sat in her chair.
When the waitor arrived back with the water Maria began to drink it slowly. She was trying to relax a little more.
"Feeling any better?" asked Jean.
"A little," replied Maria.
"Well what exactly is wrong with you?"
"I feel like I'm going to throw up or something."