"Frog?" Quina supplied and Eiko shook her head with a scowl at the stew she attempted. She'd tried before but no matter how the moogles had spiced things up frog-anything was disgusting to her.
Quina took the ladle from her and spoke again, "Special spice," and proceeded to sprinkle some kind of powder in while stirring, and to Eiko's surprise the stew really did smell better, and maybe she would have to come to Quina for advice more often; it wasn't all frog after all.