Jaro thought about what Truffle had told him regarding jobs in this world. He supposed that if a Pokemon did the same thing all day, eventually they'd get really good at it, although it still seemed like it would be boring. When they entered Precise Taste's burrow (odd name for a mon, but really no weirder than any of the others he'd heard), he immediately felt a pang of unease - the glowing orbs and unnaturally smooth walls and tables reminded him of things he'd seen in the inner caves of Mt. Moon. Of course, this time he didn't have to fear getting caught by Clefairy, giving Jaro a chance to appreciate the beauty of the place. What awed him the most, though, was not the glowing tables or the starry decor, but the paintings of food on the 'menu'. Before coming to this world, Jaro hadn't known it was even
possible to create such detailed pictures using paint.
All of that was quickly forgotten when Truffle explained how to manipulate the weird eating tools Pokemon here used. Jaro quickly absorbed himself in experimenting with how quickly he could make a spoon rotate along different axes, how far away he could control one from, and how many different tools he could control at once. These things were amazing! If Maple had said that they were a gift from the stars themselves, Jaro would've believed her. In fact, he would've found that explanation more credible than mortal Pokemon being able to make these.
When it was time to order, Jaro was slightly annoyed that Owen had to interpret the menu for him, but thanked the Charmander for his help. It was amazing that there were so many different options for what to eat; in his tribe, you usually just had to eat whatever the herb chorus or hunting chorus or garden chorus brought in that day. Of course, Jaro ordered the Great Curry Bowl Challenge like he'd said he would.
Upon seeing Leg, Jaro wondered if their disguise was based off some actually-existing tribe in this world, or was just supposed to be of some made-up monster. Apparently they were afraid of poison - did that mean they were fairy-blooded like Jaro? He was surprised that she was so timid if she was a member of the so-called "God Squad", who all seemed quite formidable - Soda with his illusions, Maple with her portals, Truffle with his- uh... well, Truffle could fly, and that was pretty cool, right?
After the Great Curry Bowls arrived, it became clear that the Pokemon working here
were familiar with how much a Jigglypuff could eat at once, and had striven to greatly exceed that quantity. Jaro could feel his gizzard start to cramp just from looking at the mound of food. Still, he wasn't one to back down from a challenge...
"Oh, I have an idea!" he cheered. "How about we try to see who can get the closest to finishing his bowl?"
"You're on!" Jaro said. This would be difficult, but doable if Jaro was smart about it. He first tried small samples of all the different kinds of food items making up the curry, both to savor their individual flavor and to get a feel for how easy it was to compress them in his gizzard. The taste was incredible, like nothing Jaro ever had before, but he didn't let himself get distracted by that. Now, the liquid part of it would of course be easiest to absorb, but was also denser than anything except the meat. He eventually decided on a strategy of picking through the bowl for the least dense vegetables, and washing them down with small gulps of curry. Every solid object he swallowed, he tried to compress to the minimum possible size in his gizzard before moving it along, although the muscles of the organ eventually began to grow tired from the exertion. So Jaro switched to trying to grind up the vegetables pre-swallowing with his utensils. Despite all this, Jaro soon found himself growing uncomfortably full, and stopped for a moment to see how well Cabot was doing.
