"You had crumbs all over your face." Mary smirks as much as her mostly-pig face lets her as she sits back on her haunches.
"That... that's it?" Jess breathes hard, still a little shaken by the encounter.
"That's it. What, you didn't think I was gonna go all makey-outey on you there, huh?"
"No, no... of course not. Hmm. So what's it like being... you know... even more pig than before?"
"Mm... hungry." Mary says, tilting her head a bit. "I feel like I could eat... uh... a whole lot."
"Gee, nice metaphor."
"Aw, shut up. I don't think well on an empty stomach."
"And you don't eat well on an empty kitchen. We just cleaned this place out."
"We did, didn't we?"
"Totally." Jess nods her head, standing up tall. She looks down at Mary, and finds it odd that her friend is now quadripedal. "So what do you suggest we do?"
"Well.... I might have an idea..."