"Two vegan hot dogs please," sighed Annette approaching the hot dog stand vendor.
"I'm sorry ma'am. I don't have any of that vegan stuff. It ain't as good for you as they say it is. I've got beef, pork and chicken," said the vendor.
"Fine, chicken then," said Annette in resignation.
"Here you go, best chicken hot dogs in Massachusetts. Thirty dollars," said the vendor, handing Annette and Mikaela their steaming hot dogs wrapped in thick food grade paper.
Mikaela carefully blew on her hot dog, and took a bite.
The succulent and juicy chicken coarse ground meat and spice blend sent an explosion of flavors into her mouth, making her moan in pleasure.
"This tastes so good!" she sighed.
"It's still thirty bucks for a dead animal," grumbled Annette, paying for the hot dogs.
"Hey Mister, what did you put in this? It tastes amazing!" Mikaela asked the vendor.
