Taste of Emergency Food

 Commission Description

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Lola seems to be troubled by something. When I'm free, I'll go to Blazewood and talk to her.

(Idle)

Lola: Why is everyone avoiding me? What's going on?

(Talk to Lola)

Lola: Why though? Why is everyone deliberately avoiding me?

What's happening?

Lola: Ah... There're so many more outsiders coming through town these days, so I've been tossing up maybe taking on some new business.

Lola: Mulling things over, I thought: cans of emergency food — that's the right approach! All those convoys coming and going have to stop in at Blazewood to resupply. Those long-distance cruisers love food that doesn't spoil easily.

Lola: So I tried canning a batch for everyone to try.

Lola: But they just ate all my cans without a single whisper... Nobody told me anything about how it tasted.

Lola: Oh yeah, that's right! You must be hungry, yeah? Wanna try one of my cans?

Er... Not right now.

I just ate!

Lola: Really? Don't be shy! I've got plenty stocked up, enough to leave you bursting at the seams.

Lola: But I still really want to know what everyone thinks about them. If you get the chance, could you please ask Andron and Shawn what they thought?

Ask the others what they think of the canned food (0/2)

 Step Description

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Andron and Shawn have tried the canned food made by Lola before. Go ask them how it tasted.

(Idle)

Shawn: Ugh... my tummy hurts so badly.

(Talk to Shawn)

Shawn: Ooooh... Mommy, my stomach hurts so bad.

Shawn: ...Ooooh... I'm never gonna eat random stuff like that ever again.

Did you eat one of Lola's cans?

Shawn: W—What do you want to say?

How's it tasting? Want another bite?

Shawn: Waaah!! Save me!

Shawn: Mom! Mom! Someone's trying to force me to eat another one of Lola's cans!

Please calm down!

Shawn: Waaah!! Help me!

(Repeats the option)

I'll tell Lola about your love for canned food.

Shawn: ?? Huh?

Shawn: ...Th—Then I'll keep quiet. Please, don't be so cruel again.

(Idle after interaction)

Shawn: I swear I'll never eat canned food again in my life...

(Idle)

Andron: Breathe in... breathe out...

(Talk to Andron)

Andron: Urgh... My tummy's still a little upset.

Are you okay?

What's going on?

Andron: Nah, it's my fault for being so naive. I couldn't help but eat one of Lola's cans. Ugh...

Andron: Back when I used to serve in the Defense Force, they gave us professional training for food poisoning... No matter what kind of danger presents itself, you have to stay calm...

Andron: Stay calm... Uh, stay calm... Inhale, exhale...

(ProtagonistProtagonistWise / Belle): (Andron purses his lips tightly as sweat bullets down his pallid face. Every now and again, his eyes will dart in the direction of the bathroom...)

Let's chat!

Are you okay? Are you able to walk a few steps?

Andron: ...

Andron: I can't breathe or move right now, let alone talk.

Do you want to go to the bathroom?

Andron: No... I've been professionally trained with food poisoning... Absolutely not... Ugh...

(ProtagonistProtagonistWise / Belle): (Andron's stomach gurgles loudly, and his eyes widen in alarm as he starts to betray a hint of pain.)

Are you really okay, though?

Andron: I'm just enjoying the view from here... But uh, could you please keep your distance...? Let both of us try and maintain a shred of dignity here.

Tell Lola about the tasting results

 Step Description

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Seems like Andron and Shawn both got food poisoning... Someone has to tell Lola there might be an issue with her canned food.

(Idle)

Lola: Hmm... is something wrong with the taste?

(Talk to Lola)

Lola: How did it go? Did they like my canned food?

I'm afraid... They weren't very happy about it.

Lola: Huh, how come? Don't they like that flavor?

Lola: That's strange. Those guys have never been fussy eaters before. I used to grill steaks on the car hood and they would wolf them down.

Lola: What's gone wrong this time, I wonder...

The cans are giving them diarrhea.

I don't think the cans are sanitary.

Lola: Oh... I see. Maybe my canning machine is too old and there's dirt in some hard-to-reach corners that's contaminated the food. I feel so bad about Andron and Shawn — I have to find a way to make it up to them.

Lola: Actually, back in the old pioneering days, everyone in the Outer Ring ate out of cans, and most families had their own canning machine to preserve whatever strange flavors they wanted — canned lizard meat, and canned cactus, you name it.

Lola: But then one day, a truck packed with canned herring from the Inner Ring broke down in Blazewood. The folks all helped them fix it, but all those cans of fish cracked from the heat and exploded everywhere with a bang...

Lola: Ah... The townsfolk all cried and wailed as they had to move out of their homes. And ever since then, most kids find canned food to be this stinky, strange thing that's utterly revolting.

Lola: I was planning on coming up with some delicious canned food to broaden their horizons a little, but... All I've done is give Shawn and the rest of them upset stomachs.

Lola: I'll try coming up with something clean and hygienic instead. I can't let distant travelers buy cans that don't even meet safe quality standards...

Lola: Well, anyway — I've shelved my canning plans for now. Better think of something else to make...

Lola: Oh yeah! Jerky should be much better — it's easy to carry and keeps for a long time! I've got some samples at home that I made before. Wanna try a bite?

I've got other things to do!

(Idle)

Lola: I need to try the other dishes as soon as possible...