The party (a rogue, a wizard, and a barbarian), had got on good terms with a drow house, but didn’t trust them one bit when they were offered an invitation to a dinner.
Wizard OOC: “I’m gonna detect poison the hell out of this food.”
DM: Surprisingly, none of the food is poisoned.
Rogue OOC: “What kind of food is there in front of us?”
DM: “You see before you a spread of unusual foods. You have very fancy glasses filled with a dark wine and several sets of silverware. On your plate, you see the current course is an appetizer. Some black escargot.”
Wizard: “So you guys eat snails down here?”
The Drow, a bit annoyed: “Wildlife is rather scarce in the underdark, but we have managed to find delectable foods with a bit of creativity and Lolth’s blessing.”
Rogue: “I’m not even sure how to eat these.”
The Drow: “Its actually simple, you just-”
CRUNCH
As it happened, the barbarian had turned off his mic so we wouldn’t hear him eating potato chips but had accidentally unmuted himself at that exact moment.
Barbarian OOC: “Not intentional but I’m rolling with it.”
DM: “The drow is shocked and appalled.”
Wizard: “I think we all are.”