Pigging out at the Bar

I went to the bar at the new base and was surprised at the new delicacies that were offered. Mademoiselle Danie gave me the same plastic cup for all beverages but I was surprised at how much SWAT has improved their quality of food.

A traditional medicinal tea was shipped all the way from Thailand to ensure the health of all the individual workers. A quick sip told me that my body was being detoxified and I could feel all the poison leaking into my lymphatic system the more I drank. Before I knew it, I finished downing the entire mug.

I forgot to take a picture since the tea was so refreshing, so I had to go onto Google.

Coffee from the Arabian part of Asia assailed my taste buds next. Mademoiselle Danie had agreed to let me take pictures of the behind-the-scenes processing of the hot beverages being made in a traditional way. It took longer, but the taste was worth it.

These brands are way better than Starbucks or Tim Hortons!

The next beverage was a drink of water, which was rumored to come from Switzerland. However, I longed for something more tasteful so Mademoiselle Danie took a cup of her homemade eggnog and gave it to me. The taste was sublime. I decided to take a photo with a tiny branch from a Christmas tree that I snapped off from my own home. I was about to put it in the compost bin after work but I thought the branch still had some use...

I regret not being able to drink more than a cup, since it was high in egg yolk and sugar content

Organic juice ended my beverage pig-out and I opted for some organic blueberry juice. It was supposed to be an antioxidant as well as a night-vision improver. It was also the most recommended beverage by the HRs. The fact that the HRs were starting to restrict our diet lead me to suspect that missions against the infidels will start soon, and the organization needed all the agents to be as fit as possible.

As I was about to snap a picture, an explosion came out of nowhere and I saw that part of the room had been utterly destroyed. This would later on be revealed as a Great Trashing by Mr. N. A. Bz. 10. I was then hurried to the backup base.