"The filter cake goes back out to the fields where it's used as fertilizer. The clear juice is piped on to the evaporator." Lee led her along another catwalk for a few minutes until they came to a complex of machinery looking like a gigantic laboratory with its vats and complicated pipe connections. "All this needs is a mad scientist running around in a long white coat stuffing the heroine into the boiling syrup," Sara told him. "We only let him out nights when the moon is full. Right now we're requisitioning some vestal virgins to go in the cauldrons. If you'd like to volunteer..." he paused hopefully. "I AM sorry but I already have an appointment for the first full moon," she said. "There's a werewolf living in the apartment above us who plans his get-togethers ages ahead. Last month there was a sit-down orgy for twenty-four."

It's like the author subconsciously KNOWS a four-page scene about the processing of sugar cane is boring as fuck, and so is teasing the reader with more interesting stories they could be indulging in RIGHT NOW, if they'd only chosen differently. #MadScientists #WerewolfOrgy