You decide to head to a local cafe for lunch, you place your order and take a seat in the corner of the room. After a few minutes a waitress puts a plate Infront of you.

Before you sits a humble grilled cheese. It's quite a beauty too. As you lift it from your plate to take a bite, it looks at you in disapproval and flaps it's crusts in protest.

You put the delicious cheesy treat down in fear, and look around to see if anyone else in the cafe saw that, but alas, only you seem to have noticed the sandwich is alive.

It looks up at you and suddenly speaks.

"Hello my name is Brie! Why have I been cursed with sentience?"