Too gamey, I'll bet. [sigh] Not that beggars can be choosers. If this place has gone to shit and all we can do is survive, it'll have to be cougar-meat or nothing.

[Oh, hey, can opener. Sweet.] Ah, thank you, Miss Emily! Let's pry open a lid and see what this is.

[a quick flick of his wrist and the can is open. It just looks like glop, nothing identifiable, so Sanji sniffs it and then dips the tip of his pinky finger into it taste it. Hmm.]

Seems like...soup. Maybe mushroom. Ugh, real salty, though.