No one said anything, all of them silent as they watched the eccentric inventor continue to scribble his notes, while the blonde Mrs. Beauregarde continued chewing like a cow. Everyone wanted to know what was next up in the gum, or even more, what was in store for Scarlett.
The interested look on her face was an indication that the next course was coming up, verbally confirmed when Mrs. Beauregarde said, "Oh my, the second course is coming up."
"What is it Mother?" asked Violet, her curiosity once again getting the best of her.
"Pork sandwich?" suggested Mike.
"No, Spaghetti and Meatballs," said Grandpa Joe.
"Bull," said Mr. Salt.
"Goose with all the trimmings," said Veruca.
"No, no it's not any of those." Scarlett waved her hand trying to get the rest of the tour group to quiet down, their chatter distracting her from identifying the mysterious flavor. "It's, It's, *gasp* roast beef with baked potato." Her eyes lit up in wonder again as she looked towards Mr. Wonka. Disbelief filled them at what she was tasting. "I can actually taste the crispy skin of the potato and melted butter that slathers it. My word, and the roast beef is so... hmmmm... juicy as if it was made fresh and tenderized to the perfect level."
Scarlett's description was making the older men drool, their stomach's craving for the fantasy meal. They tried their best to conceal their desires, trying to mask it with confusion and wonder as to what else the little stick had in store.
"Mr. Wonka this is incredible, with this gum you could substitute a meal," cried Scarlett as the taste tickled her tongue.
"That's the idea!" said Mr. Wonka. "Hopefully it will make you feel like you've eaten a meal."
"Oh it does, it does, I feel as if I'm actually enjoying a supper. How did you do this?"
"I don't reveal my recipes Mrs. Beauregarde, but I'm so excited to see my gum behaving."
"You have yourself a capital product, one that could make you wealthy beyond your dreams," said Mr. Salt.
"You could get the Noble Peace Prize for this Mr. Wonka," said Mr. Teevee.
"This gum could end world hunger, couldn't it Mr. Wonka?" asked Charlie.
"You've seen my goal Mr. Buckett, well done," Wonka said with a creepy smile that was supposed to show pride, but instead was only awkward.
"Hmmmm," Scarlett moaned in disappointment, "the roast beef is going away. I guess this course is coming to an end."
"Keep chewing mother, the Beauregardes could be the first family ever to have a chewing gum meal. Another victory for our family," Violet cried out in delight.
"That's right honey,we Beauregardes have to stay on our toes to keep up with the competition." Scarlett winked at her daughter before returning her attention to the gum. "I wonder what the last course is," she said with delight, anticipation building as the last of the second course faded.
Wonka suddenly realized where she was at and pleaded, "Mrs. Beauregarde spit that gum out now!"
"I've come this far, I don't intend to stop now," she said with arrogance.
"No, you don't understand, the next course is where the gum fails. Please stop now."
It was too late, "Oh my, it's..."
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