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I would not go so far to claim alcohol is a solution, even though chemically speaking it is. Either way, the beast washes down the pizza with a dry martini and gets drunk enough to cross you off its enemy list.

*brings the beast a meat and cheese tray, with a variety of olives from the Mediterranean region*

*offers the beast a bowl of homemade mac n' cheese* :[ It's not much, but..it's cheesy. ^-^;

Oh yay the beast can drink alcohol! I will offer some red wine then.

The beast walks straight over the meat and cheese tray, with a variety of olives from the Mediterranean region and now has cheesy feet yet still an empty belly.

Therefore it is delighted to see homemade mac n' cheese, which it swallows whole.

Briefly sniffing red wine, beast decides to ignore the offer.

I'll be feeding the beast raspberry French macarons

:3 yees. *clap* how about sooommme..??? <:/ hmmmm..*picks out a family sized bag of cheese puffs* this? :]

Aw no. ;u; Oh well. *Chugs the red wine since it was left untouched*

And now that that's over I will offer the beast some Chocolate covered peanuts.

I will offer the Beast A Beast-Sized Fondue Pot with Melty, Bubbly, delicious cheese inside, and nice, toasty bread to dip in the melted cheese

Aw man, and here I missed out on fondue irl because of my cold ^^;
*feels hungry now*

Okay, let's see... the beast starts with dessert and eats some raspberry French macarons.

It shows no interest in Merskelly's family sized bag of cheese puffs. Maybe it would have liked a mini bag of cheese puffs better to acquaint itself with the taste? For some reason it doesn't want KittyBeary's Chocolate covered peanuts either.

Most likely the beast was already distracted by A Beast-Sized Fondue Pot with Melty, Bubbly, delicious cheese inside, and nice, toasty bread to dip in the melted cheese. At least it seems to enjoy dipping bread into the delicious gooey mixture.

Witchchylde brings The Beast a punchbowl full of meltaway dinner mints in all those pretty pastel colors.

Dis beast istg. uwu

Ok, beast, I'm offering you some soft serve ice cream!

:/ Hmmm...I think I'm going to need the help of *points dramatically* >:O ThE InteRneT!~ *quickly finds a recipe online, and nods amateur noggin at instructions, preparing a meal in the tiny kitchen of solitude* Whew! <:[ I hope this is good enough for the beast. *wipes brow with oven mitt after presenting forth a tasty smelling, albeit ugly looking, chicken alfredo casserole with broccoli, pepper flakes and croutons*

For some reason the beast doesn't seem hungry today, or maybe just extra picky. Witchchylde's meltaway dinner mints melt into KittyBeary's soft serve ice cream and even Merskelly's chicken alfredo casserole with broccoli, pepper flakes and croutons remains untouched. Seems the internet can't always help...

Oh no, a cold! How about some marmelade?

The beast briefly ponders the lack of bread, but then decides the fruity treat tastes good on its own. It licks the entire plate clean of marmelade.