To ensure today's banquet went smoothly, the Pandaren chefs of Pandaria's Four Winds Valley had spared no effort. They had even specially shipped in large quantities of fresh ingredients from across the world of Azeroth.
For instance, fresh crabmeat and raw crocodile belly from the Krasarang Wilds; mogu ribs, wild pheasant breast, and raw turtle meat from the Four Winds Valley Basin; raw tiger steaks from the mountains near Dawn's Blossom in the Jade Forest; and all kinds of fresh produce sold at Halfhill Market in the Four Winds Valley.
And so...
That evening, when the huge dining table in the grand dining hall of some troublesome little girl's lavish palace was laden with spicy pear slices, fragrant flower-petal soup, mango ice, stuffed savory mushrooms, fluffy silkworm-egg stir-fry, Pandaren eight-treasure noodle soup, assorted noodle soup, and an assortment of delicacies prepared by roasting, stir-frying, stewing, steaming, baking, brewing, and every other method imaginable, the envoys from the Karthus Kingdom and the Reikalt Empire stared at the dishes until they were practically drooling on the floor, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads in dazzled disbelief.
"Wow!"
"Th-this!"
"What is this? Why does it smell so good?!"
"Hey, hey!"
"Princess Sherry, our host hasn't arrived yet, and the banquet hasn't been declared open. Could you please sit down first?"
"Huh?"
"Ah! Yes, Teacher Keith..."
"Wow!"
"Scott! Look, look! What's that soup?"
"Those over there are noodles, right?"
"Why are they golden? They don't look anything like the food we usually eat!"
"Smells so good!"
"!!"
"Ahem! Knight Scott, please remember the decorum expected of a knight. You're an ambassador now!"
"Sherry!"
"Please sit down!"
"Stop fidgeting!!!"
At the Karthus Kingdom delegation's table, Keith, who had seen just a little more of the world and was somewhat more experienced, was now