" "What is a weird food you have tried? Would you eat it again?"" Stacia reads off of the paper, also willing to get this over with as soon as possible. She wrinkles her nose thoughtfully.

"I guess it depends on how you define 'weird'," she says. "I ate a few bites of raw deer heart, fresh out of the deer, to prove that I wasn't prissy and squeamish. It was worth it at the time, but I wouldn't eat it again just for funsies. There's a reason cooking was invented."

She'd considered playing up the cute girl act and being squeamish about it, but had decided that playing that role would be too annoying to do long-term.

"The other option is 'anything out of the magic meat mini-fridge', because magic meat mini-fridge."

Seems self-explanatory to her.