Naoki was a particular man. By the time he had finished sucking on the stones, he had finished his wine as well, without leaving a single drop. He took his last sip just as he finished the stones, making Heath wonder whether Naoki had timed it precisely to achieve that result. Still, Heath had no objections. What his customers wanted to eat was their business. Never mind sucking on stones-even if someone came along wanting to suck on sand in the future, Heath could calmly prepare a dish for him. After his experience with Naoki, Heath had come to understand that there were all sorts of people in this world. Not everyone necessarily wanted normal food; there were always people who wanted something strange. Naoki, for instance, wanted something Heath found very peculiar.
After finishing his wine and sucking on the stones, Naoki paid and left. Heath had not charged him extra, just the price of a bottle of Nightmare Wine and a small labor fee. After all, the stones had cost practically nothing, aside from, at most, the effort Kirlia had spent going out to find them. There were no other costs, so Heath naturally could not charge too much. That amount was enough. The only problem was that Naoki had now left-after getting Heath's autograph-but his stones were still there. Zoroark clearly had never dealt with a situation like this before and was rather bewildered, unsure what to do. All she could do was look to Heath for help.
Heath scratched his head, then offered a solution: have Zoroark throw them straight out into the little patch of woods outside. There were stones everywhere in there anyway, so throwing these in would not be much of a problem. After all, Heath could hardly serve these stones to the