“I like to consume flavorful slimes,” you lie, recalling a disgusting display of goo consumption you witnessed outside your window. “I love the way gloppy, viscous slime slithers down my non-human throat.”
“OH, YOU DO? WOULD YOU ENJOY EATING SLIME IN FRONT OF ME, RIGHT NOW? AS YOU KNOW, THEY’RE TOXIC TO HUMANS,” the alien offers, holding out a vial of orange slime with a slithering tentacle.
“Uhh…” you stammer.