You landed directly onto one of the giant leaves of lettuce within Whitney's lunch, and worse it was one that was directly in the path of her fork as it scoops under and spears through various pieces of foliage within her meal. You let out another shriek as you're lifted upwards towards Whitney's already opening maw. In desperation you call out the titanic rhino's name, at this point having no other recourse than to get her attention. "Whitney! Whitney stop eating!"
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