You know your onions!

Roger tickles your bare footpaw and you burst out into tears of laughter, which the dragon rubs into his belly to squeeze through.

"I can't stand any more of this!" you groan as you flop down and rub your tortured foot. "We'll have to find a better way to make me cry.".

You jump to your feet in inspiration. "That's it! Onions! We need to find the kitchen!"

"Good idea!" replies Roger "I'm hungry myself!"

"NO, ROGER!!!!"

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