" The jelly burbled unhappily to itself. It looked as if it were boiling. The little dragon kept staring at it, and suddenly the dragon’s eyes started to glow. “I know what this reminds me of!” it said triumphantly. “Dessert!” The quozzel shrieked and collapsed backward into the darkness just as the dragon’s head shot toward it. "
― Patricia C. Wrede , Talking to Dragons (Enchanted Forest Chronicles, #4)