”Autographs nnn..- don't do those 'no-- GGGHHHRRULLLRRPPPPP” Your senses rung from an overload of sound and smell. Baiken gave a hearty chuckle, rippling smack to her drum of a stomach, sending the faux Japanese restaurant shaking with another quaking belch. *“Tatami-!! GGGGRRRRHHHAAAAAAARRRRRRPPPPPP” The blobess samurai slumped forwards onto her miniature mat, colliding with bowls and plates, crushed beneath her flab, laughing herself into a drunken stupor.