The meat was incredibly succulent. Yukiko was allowing each piece to slowly melt on her tongue.
“This is delicious, Freddie.”
“I’m so pleased. It’s 3D-printed, you know? A quick swab of the cheek, and Bob’s your uncle. There’s no longer any need for pointless slaughter.”
“Terrific. Anyway, you’re clearly doing quite well for yourself. This place is a tad exposed though.”
“I’m not a slave to bricks and mortar.”
“Mmmm…Right. So, is this scrumptious stuff pork? Venison?”
“It’s me actually.”
“I’m sorry, are you saying…”
“You are currently enjoying a taste of Freddie. Isn’t modern technology marvellous!”
Yukiko, mouth full of partially masticated Freddie and asparagus, took on a distinctly green hue.