Aznharia Ross, the Rain Lady, woke up with a terrible headache. Somehow, she can't remember what happened last night, though her mind retained a flurry of colors and sounds. Slowly, memories flooded her mind and she remembered passing out after drinking too much. Her alcohol tolerance is not that high to begin with. She partied hard because of something. Something that troubled her for years. As she got up from bed and washed her milky smooth face, everything became clear.

She partied because of a pyrrhic victory. Ever since she escaped from the Ross Estate and the over-arching influence of her father, she made Chicago her home. She loved the treacherous and thrilling waters of Chicago. The Hog Butcher of the World. The City of the Ruthless. Many pervies tried to take advantage of her, but they failed. Most of them are sleeping coldly, six feet under. She used her sweetness, her femininity, and her delicate voice to lure weak souls to their demise. After all, she loved punishing people. The sinful ones, of course.

The recent war shocked her...and made her excited at the same time. This is the real world, she thought. A world filled with cobwebs, lies, riches, and the need for power. Somehow, she felt afraid. What if I wake up with the fishes one day? She pondered deeply. Then tears run down her cheeks. She figured out that a life of greatness will always be subjected to the sword. Oh yes, she wanted to be great. But she wanted to be happy, more than anything else. On top of that, she wanted to have more friends in this cold, cold world.

Snap! An idea rushed in her head. She quickly dressed up, prepared herself, fondled herself for few minutes, collected her pocket money, and went out in the streets. It's a great sight. The city is indeed growing. Maybe one day, this city will be filled with blood and gunpowder and corpses. But right now, it smelled like opportunity. She visited the apartment of her friend Bryn and asked his help for setting up something...

"A barbecue!" Ria spoke with glee. She sipped from the glass of whiskey offered by her friend. Whiskey in the morning? Sounds great. 

"Hmmm...cool, Ria. I can help you with the food." Bryn suggested and smiled at Ria. 

"Maybe we can do it like this...we prepare a banquet for all, make connections, and reward the huge and creative eaters."

"Creative eaters?"

"Yes. It's a banquet, a buffet, a foodgasmic experience. I want to see who are the best eaters in town!"

Bryn nodded. Like a blaze of fire, Ria sat on his lap and stared deeply in his eyes.

"Thank you, Bryn. Perhaps we can make this world a better place after all." Ria said, smiling sweetly.

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Hours later, Ria and Bryn managed to set up a huge street banquet. Different viands were served, boasting the popular cuisines of the world. Local gangsters and civilians were invited to the street banquet and a giant chalkboard was placed near the tables:

RIA'S STREET BUFFET (Free for All)

Hi Everyone! Respected people of our world, we set this simple banquet as part of our gratitude for our ever-growing community. This thing of ours is really booming well. Cycles come and go, wars occur, then we get up and prepare ourselves for a new dawn. I invite you all to partake in our hearty buffet and feel free to talk, chow down, and do stuff.

This is a rundown of the meals awaiting you (additional meals will be served):

• An 'Eternal Spice Pizza' that combines the delicate touches of international cuisine. A pizza so cheesy that every slice can melt in your lips. With every bite, you'd remember your childhood and other pleasant memories.
• A Cannolli Basket of Love. Pick various cannolis with different flavors ranging from strawberry, chocolate, orange, and blood. There's also a Special Cannolli that will be granted to a charming person who will attend the Buffet.
• Meat, meat, meat of all sorts!! Enjoy our meat viands. We made these meals after grave-robbin' but don't worry, we washed our hands properly!

ALSO...

We will dole out small tokens, little rewards to creative eaters. How creative can you get in eating a meal? Do you have a secret technique for eating 50 hot dogs in one sitting? Just show the world how creative you eating skill is! The Buffet theater is yours!

<3 Love lots...

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Ria and Bryn sat down and began eating pasta with garlic bread. They watched as more gents and ladies are slowly approaching the banquet..

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After done helping Ria setting up the banquet, they sitting and enjoying the pasta with garlic bread and some coffee,

" Well its seems people started to take an interest with the banquet. With food, people will have a good time right." , while continue eating the pasta.

Ria enjoyed eating her pasta and didn't mind a second helping. She listened to Bryn as the latter shared stories about his travels, life interests, and his experience in the plantation. 

"I couldn't thank you more for your help in setting up my buffet, Bryn," Ria spoke. "It seems the world around us is thriving with activity, right? Everyone's busy...so they deserve good food and good company. We also have great people in the streets now.

What do you think about this thing of ours, Bryn? What fuels you to go on and reach the heights of glory?"

Ria sipped coffee and gazed into Bryn's eyes. She felt warmed and comforted, as ever. Silently, Ria observed the people passing by. She also noticed that the meals are running out, so she asked a butler to bring in new foodstuff.

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Kaira heard rumors about a buffet that recently got open on the streets of Chicago. The rumors were saying that Bryn, on of her good friends was an associate of the business.

Kaira was returning from _Belle_'s bookstore and decided to drop by and check it.

Bryn was enjoying a bowl of pasta combined with garlic bread which Kaira found interesting but that day she felt like eating something different.

'Greetings lovely people. I wish to congratulate you for this spectacular idea and I hope your business will prosper over time.'

She gave them a warm smile.

'For today I would love to eat, if possible a pizza. The crust should be made out of noodles and on top of it I want some pesto sauce and maybe as a side dish some pineapple.'

She was giggling at Bryn's reaction.

'Oh right, the desert. I would like some salted crackers combined with melted chocolate and vanilla ice cream.'

She sat down next to the owner of the store and Bryn and waited for her order. While waiting she ripped a piece of Bryn's garlic bread.

Monique was feeling rather hunger when she remembered that AznhariaRoss was hosting RIA’s Street Buffet.

 As she hurried and arrived at the buffet she was greeted with an enormous display of different foods.   Due to her southern traditions she couldn’t help but notice and smells the delicious looking platter of fried chicken.

With proper etiquette you use the knife to cut the meat into smaller, bite-sized pieces. If you’re eating chicken with bones in it, use the knife to hold the chicken in place while you pull the meat off with the fork.

The hell with that this is how we do it at my house.

Monique picks up the large fork to places a beautifully fried drumstick on her plate.  Using both hands she places her thumb and fingers on the top and bottom of the drumstick. She then takes a bite right in the middle of the drumstick.  She then places the drumstick back on the plate and licks her fingers.

After a few chews and with a satisfying looks her face she says Now that’s heaven.

Noodle is strolling the streets as usual, looking for attention and food. Food and attention, the things every cat loves, when he smells food. Food makes the world go round and with a rumble of his belly he sets of following the scent of food to what appears to be a banquet of some sort for the human folk he lives his life with. Being the bold cat that he is he walks past all the humans and hops up onto the table to see what is available for his feasting. "Cooked food! What is this crap!?" he thinks to himself and angrily swats a glass off the table watching it crash onto the floor. "These humans defile such excellent meat by burning it!" 

Noodle is staring around annoyed at the crowd of humans and their ruined meat that they enjoy so much when he sees something twitch out of the corner of his eye. Something alive, something fresh! Something not cooked at all! Noodle hunkers down into a crouch ready to pounce right off the table. A few people take a step back wondering if the cat is going to attack when he pounces straight into the air and catches a low flying bird. Landing on his feet in front of the crowd he flays the bird on the spot and starts eating, much to the disgust of the humans around him.

Aznharia felt a sudden rush of excitement upon seeing well-respected people taking part in the buffet. Seeing Kaira Aznharia ordered the butler to bring in a special pizza laced with delicate noodles and smothered with pesto sauce. Pineapple slices were also added in as a delicate touch. On top of that, salted crackers were also served, along with melted chocolate and vanilla ice cream.

"Please enjoy the food!" Ria said to Kaira. The latter smiled. "You sure have a nice taste in food."

Moments later, Ria saw Monique arrive at the buffet table and feasted on a fried chicken creatively - her own interesting way. Somehow, Ria remembered her childhood days and made a mental note to enjoy her food even more. 

"Such a fine way to eat!" Ria said to Monique. "Let's eat some more! And we'll also bring in more drinks!"

Suddenly, Ria saw a cute cat with a tag reading Noodle. She was about to pet the cat, but it dexterously moved about the tables until it caught an unfortunate, low-flying bird. Ria smirked upon watching the cat feast on the poor bird. Nature's way, she thought. Quickly, she whispered to the butler and ordered him to release more birds nearby for the cat...

"Interesting people we have here, Bryn, right?" Ria said to Bryn and winked at him.

In a short while, young boys came and brought in crates of various wines. Merlot, Barolo, Sauvignon Blanc - to name a few. It seems the buffet party is just starting...

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Monique had to laugh with AznhariaRoss. Surely if I was in a restaurant or something I would have to mind my manners.  This is such a lovely affair everyone is enjoying themselves and it seems a lot has turned into finger food.  As she watching quite of few people licking those fingers.  Thank you so much for hosting such a brilliant event.  Can you do it  again next week also?

Monique notices the are you serious look on AznhariaRoss face and moved forward the wine bar being set up.

Aznharia gazed deeply into Monique's eyes. She sensed the ladyboss' overflowing confidence and pristine, sweetly aura. Somehow, Ria felt a little bit shy but nevertheless decided to remain firm. She took a sip at her coffee cup first.

About one yard away, Noodle the cat is busy munching on another bird...

"Sure Ma'am, I'll come up with something again for next week." Ria accompanied Monique to the mobile wine bar. She watched as Monique examined the bottles, carefully choosing her heart's desire. 

Quickly, Ria took a bottle from the back portion of the bar. It's a simple wine bottle with the infinity sign plastered on its base. Monique was somehow intrigued with such strange wine. Ria opened it; the wine unleashed a strongly sweet scent, reminding Monique of her grand achievements and aspirations in this 'Life.' But at the same time, the wine made her a little bit sad.

"The Infinity Wine." Ria said. "My father used to make those kinds of wine. Special for very special people. This wine combines the best reagents in the world, with careful measurements. Once you had your fill with it, you'll feel euphoric and delighted."

Monique thanked Ria as the latter poured the Infinity Wine on a glass.

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​Boobie_Clark approached the buffet, high and hungry. The munchies were in full control. He told Mr_Gunnz to meet him here. But he was nowhere in sight. As he proceeded to place an order, he sees Officer BryantWilliam  drunk, stumbling down a near by ally way. He tells the waiter "I'd like one whole chicken cut and fried" get that going and I'll be back for my sides.

Boobie darts across the street , through the front door of Gracie's Crisis Center, it had been vacant since her passing. Pausing to check his watch and calculate where the cop should be in the ally, he starts running down a hallway. Turning left past the bathrooms he spots the dim lit exit sign at the end of the corridor. He began running with a full head of steam. Just when he reached the end of the hall, he jumped in the air, flying feet first. Kicking the door open hitting the drunk cop in the face, knocking him out. Boobie was laughing roaming through his pockets, only to find out the joke was on him. The pigs pockets were bare. Fuck it! I still got a good laugh. He replied heading back to the buffet to get his chicken.

A waitress saw Boobie_Clark approaching and told him it would be three minutes on his chicken. He nodded his head and proceeded to the salad bar looking around and still no Mr_Gunnz in sight. So he grabbed some sweet rolls to go with his salad, took a seat and said grace.

Good bread, Good meat, Good Lord, Let's eat.