At last her gaze settled on one corner of the room, the one where purple and green grapes clustered into a makeshift vineyard. Beneath it was a pulpy massacre and all of a sudden Lusamine remembered. The previous night, she came to the realization that fungus was basically a plant when you really thought about it. So of course, it was her duty as the Secretary of Agriculture to use her powers of rapid growing to make some yeast, and while she was there she might as well make her own wine, and while she was making wine she might as well make a lot of it, after all the President would certainly be interested, wine tasting was great for high society and politicians and the such and such and such.

- Ragnarust Round 3