You bought clams and cooked them. Ask how you found a stove and the like in the chapel? And that's worth asking you. After cooking, you run up to your partner Pucci. The Catholic saw a plate of clams in your hands, which smelled delicious and tempting and immediately got a little nervous. But unable to withstand your pressure, he ate a couple of cooked clams and smiled, as a sign that it was delicious. But after a few minutes, they made him feel sick.

"I'm allergic to shellfish.."