You can't identify a damn thing on this complicated triangle object they've handed you. It's composed of a crumbly lobe of tan stuff, and some sour red goop, and then thicker and more disturbing hot yellow goop... yeah, you're not into this. You put the triangle down on the blue girl's plate and go off to the cold box to see if there's more bird. There is! YES. Cooked, even, which is great because you're really going to need a lesson in how to work that hot box. You drag the meat out and bring it back to the table, purring to yourself just a little. Eventually you're going to need some mushrooms and greens to properly round out your diet but for now all-you-can-eat festival meat is completely fine.