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The Stomach Bar was just that; a bar within the second stomach of Shamu. It greatly resembled the 'holodeck' of Nakii's but there were differences, First of all, the theme of the bar seemed to be the sea shore rather than the blue ocean. Secondly, there were no other 'holograms' of other marine life. And perhaps the biggest difference of all was the fact that the menu wasn't limited to seafood; indeed, the menu had what any other resturant would have....just in a limited number. You asked Shamu where did she get a hold of a cow after the two of you took a seat at the bar itself.
The bar was a single large room about the size of a small living room which chair and tables dotted around the room. The bar itself was made too look like a huge sandbar. The 'kitchen' of the place was actually inside the stomach of Shamu.
"I happen to know a few places that have cows close to shore" said Shamu. "cows are delicious, but I prefer a nice juicy salmon...that's my chocolate"
As you order a nice big steak, Shamu snaps her fingers and the room is filled with marine animals to give the place some atmosphere. All of the 'holograms' look real enough, and you're amazed at how much Shamu knows about humans and their gadgets--there's a dolphin with a MP3 player (although how it could possibly fit a MP3 player over its head you've no idea). Shamu ordered a plate full of tuna and salmon. It was then you notice--after the two of you had ordered your meals--that the bar had a small dance floor big enough for perhaps four dozen people on it. The dance floor was empty at the moment.
"So...how often do you...swallow your trainers?" you ask.
Shamu tells you about the first time she had swallowed one of her trainers--a rather skinny man by the name of Gilbert Sullivan. "And yes, that was his real name" said Shamu. "his parents thought it would be funny if someone named 'Sullivan' had 'Gilbert' as their first name. I don't understand the reference myself. Anyway, I won't bore you telling you what old Gil was teaching me...training sessions are terribly boring I can tell you. Well, it was after the park had closed down for the night--the firework show had just ended over at the----oh blast, what did they call that stadium? They did ski shows during the day......." Shamu's voice trails off then and she looks to be very lost in thought for a moment or two.
"Uh...Shamu?"
"What?" asked Shamu. "oh...sorry about that, my mind likes to wander. Anyway, the firework show had just ended and people were leaving the park. Gil was all alone in my stadium....I don't remember why he was the only one there....but, he waved goodbye to me at the edge of my little pool behind the stadium. That's when I jumped up and ate him up. He must've thought I was going to kiss him. Gil liked it in my stomach once he got over the shock--which took a long time"
"I bet" you say.
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