Dug pauses with a bit of lettuce hanging down from his lips. Cautiously, without moving another muscle, he slurps it up into his mouth and tries to chew discreetly.

You know what's not easy when you're a horse? Chewing discreetly. The grmph grmph grmph noise is shockingly loud.

Dug swallows. His gaze darts from side to side.

"No one was eating the salad!"