What in Galaxy's name is a Hot-Dog? (Open)

[Dr. Delbert Doppler]

All Delbert wanted right then was food.

Oh this was what he'd wanted after hours of questioning and answering and internal crying. He finally stood somewhere he could smell thousands of dishes out of food vans and wefting out of restaurant doors. He even had money with him to buy something so he could eat before the following day (Weren't those Suits nice? He'd thought).

He was still wearing his clothes from his home in Montresser, looking possibly to others more like an edwardian play but instead of a traditional cravat something a little more, space age sat around his neck. The Suits had recommended he change out of his old gear and into a borrowed suit which they had supposedly had hung up for him in the B&B he had been given for the evening. 

That was until they sorted a house. So many questions and answers still rattled around Delbert's brain, but atleast now he was near food. He rushed over to the nearest stand, waving his new money into the face of the vendor. 

"Good sir, I want your finest bonzabeast stew. I don't want it too crunchy though, or tangy...just...your finest. Please?"

The vendor tilted his head and then shook it slowly as he processed Delbert's request. 

"Sorry mate, we just do hot dogs and burgers. I can give you one of those for one of those notes in your hand and you can have onions with that too alright?"

Delbert blinked gaping in horror. No bonzabeast stew? And what the hell was a hot-dog?! He was still staring at the vendor when he thought he heard something off in the distance. Was he blocking someone or something. Whatever it was it appeared to be getting louder and Delbert was still trying to form a reply to this catastrophe.

[Flik Drone]

Taking a deep breath, and hitching his bag higher onto his shoulders, Flik took his first unassisted step into his new world. He was still struggling with the 5 and a half feet he had recently acquired in height, and the temporary (he hoped) vertigo he was suffering made him pretty unsteady on his feet. But he was determined to get out on his own and explore these new surroundings, despite the suggestions of the big people that he stay and rest, or lie down before he hurt himself. After all, he'd wanted an adventure, and oh boy had he got one!

It wasn't long before he was drawn by the smell of food. His senses were certainly dulled, something he guessed was related to the additional height - gain some height, lose some senses... or something. It was weird, and Flik wasn't sure he liked it, but he guessed he would get used to it eventually. That, or he'd find his way back to the Colony and use the height against those grasshoppers.

Before he could notice how far he'd managed to walk without falling over, he stopped, gazing open-mouthed at the positive utopia he had just discovered. The smells filled his new nostrils, and he breathed deep, trying to identify the different scents. It was much harder than it used to be, but he could smell something that was drawing him stronger than all the others. Following his nose, he passed restaurants and bars, vans and stalls, and stopped in front of one van. He had found his scent, and it was good.

"A hot - dog? Like... like those HUGE things with four legs and that massive tail? But hot?! That sounds weird... doesn't that sound weird?! This place is just incredible, isn't it? Huh? Huh?!" Flik turned to grin at the person stood just in front of him, tucking his thumbs into the straps of his bag and puffing his chest out. "Oh boy! Talk about an adventure!"

[Dr. Delbert Doppler]

Delbert just continued to stand and stare at the vendor until the newcomer arrived. He also seemed confused about the food and Delbert gave a sigh of relief. See, even his new companion was sure that this was a mistake. You can't have hot-dogs. He was a dog-hybrid alien once....he wasn't food!?

The vendor who seemed pretty calm just thrust a burger into Delbert's hand.

"There, here's a burger. Now, I've got more customers scram!"

Delbert blinked, staring at the burger, which did definitely smell good. He turned to his new companion before blinking again.

"I...are you..wanting some of this? We...could share...?"

If he's going to make any friends he might as well do so and most likely the best way to do it was bond over food. Despite the fact he was famished. He was told to try and make friends, get used to the place after all.

He with much chagrin offered out the sloppy looking burger despite the fact he was hungry.

"Though, I have no idea what it tastes like...I'm Delbert."