The Gourmet's Lil'snack

A delicious mishap

Thorne peeked down into the kitchen from one of the shelves. She was always told it was dangerous to watch like this, but it was just so interesting to watch the humans bustling about the kitchen making all of the food for the people just outside.
If she was lucky, something would get returned or dropped that she could go and get, but that didn't always happen.

Today seemed odd. The bustle was a little more rushed and frantic. They were anxious about something. Something about some critic? She wasn't really sure what that was, but she noticed that one plate in particular was being given extra attention. Curiosity got the better of her, and she snuck closer to the edge to get a peek. Whoever it was for, they were making it prettier than usual.
One of the rushing chefs bumped the shelf she was hiding in, making her stumble out and land right on the plate.

"Jeremy! Watch it! And hurry up, we can't keep him waiting!"

"Y-yes, chef! Sorry, chef!" The boy named Jeremy quickly placed a dome lid over the dish without looking, trapping Thorne inside. She covered her mouth to keep from making a sound as she leaned against the very edge. The lid was held tight so she couldn't just lift it and slip out. She was so screwed.

Humbert is looking at the wine that he plays with before taking a sip once again as he waits for the next plate to come. Despite his gentle, soft, and zen look, he is nothing human.
To start with his stomach. He is always hungry and when foods finally get there, he digests it so quickly that he can't even enjoy the sensation of being full for long...
He sighs before he empties his glass in one go. Well at last he is happy to have followed the advice of Raymond, being a critic truly benefits him and his appetite. Visiting restaurants all-day, making the humans run and stress them while he waits tranquil, seated as people bring him food. He purred at. The human world may be in a sad state but this is a paradise for him~ Though the waiter is taking his time as he feels the minute flying by... he brightens when Jeremy enters the private table he reversed with the main course.

Jeremy apologized for the wait before placing the dish on his table.
"Is there anything else I can get you, sir?" He offered the critic a refill on his drink. If there was nothing else, he'd leave. The critic had a strange rule about how he ate and critiqued the food, but nobody dared to go against it.

Under the lid, Thorne was internally panicking. There was nowhere to hide. She'd tried to do that thing like in those movies where she could somehow cling to the underside of the lid, but her hands had slipped too many times to risk going for it. She was trapped and even worse, the plate was already at someone's table. Any minute now she knew the lid would be lifted up and she'd be seen. Hiding in the food was stupid and she didn't dare touch it any more than she already had from falling. Whatever sauce was on the dish had soaked her clothes. There was nowhere to hide and unless she was lucky, whoever it was would see her as soon as they lifted the lid. She only hoped she'd have enough of an opening to run and risk jumping from the table to escape.

He accepts the refill and sends away the boy. Licking his lips at the aroma of the dish, he lifts the lid.
His disguise as a human is far from perfect. His eyes were always the problem. That's why they are almost closed all the time. But the surprise on his plate makes him open his black eyes wide open, his amber slip pupil light up.
A primal sensation rumbles deep within at the sight of the small living creature on his plate. He swallows the sudden excess of saliva.
Never he was so glad to make his table a private one.

Before the little borrower could make a run for it, she was frozen stiff in shock at the man who's plate she had the misfortune of falling on.
He looked entirely human, except for his eyes. Those pitch black eyes with amber slits had her frozen in place. The hungry look on his face as he stared at her didn't help either as her pointed ears dropped back. Her tail was puffed up in fear as she sat at the very edge of the plate, trembling and staring up with wide eyes. It was clear she wasn't supposed to be there. Thorne couldn't move, only stare at the....human? Staring at her. He clearly wasn't human, but she was too terrified to dwell on that.