Dena forced out a laugh. Relief drained the tension from her shoulders as the other patrons and waiters either shook their heads or chuckled at Taurian's words of being a dragon and thankfully looked like they believed her about it being a joke.
Taurian juggled half a dozen full pizzas on his tray. The staff were probably taking bets on how much he'd actually eat, but her gamble was on that he'd finish them all and give the buffet a loss. To make up for it, she'd have to leave a generous tip. She nudged Taurian's elbow and tilted her head to the empty chairs.
After the restaurant resumed its chatter, her stomach finally calmed down enough to eat. Taurian, though, he had no problems and ate a whole pizza. If she ate that much, she'd be in a food coma. Her dragon didn't show any signs of slowing down.