When the food is offered to him, Emet-Selch's stomach growls in response (and utter betrayal). The day has left him woefully famished too and now there is no denying it. So he slowly leans forward and takes a generous bite off the end of the hot dog.

He sets a hand flat on the cart. When he lifts his hands again, a few stray coins sit there as an offering for the vendor in exchange for their subpar cuisine.

"Your verdict? Outside of 'hm', that is." He asks his friend after chewing his bit of food.