Waiter, there's a ____ in my soup! [IC]

"Whoops! Terribly sorry, I must have brought you my lunch by mistake." Phloryiann waggles his fingers over the bowl and the light bubbles up from it, like the coloured globs of fluid in a lava lamp. It coalesces in Phloryiann's palm, and he admires it for a second, before he brings the light to his face and inhales deeply. The light disappears into his nostrils, never to be seen again. He gives a sigh of contentment, before he realises that he's still on the job. 

"Sorry about that! I can get so scatterbrained when I haven't eaten. Your soup will be out in a moment."

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"Waiter, there's... A bit of a problem with my soup." Phloryinn's lips press together in a tight frown, and he lifts his spoon to show you one of a small collection of human-looking teeth that have been inexplicably incorporated into his hearty minostrone.

"Those are courtesy of the chef. He understands that some of our patrons may have trouble chewing some of his dishes, so he came to the decision that rather than changing his recipes, he would provide complimentary teeth in every dish if the situation ever arises that anyone would need more teeth after their meal due to having lost any of their own while they were chewing their food."

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"Excuse me, waiter. It seems that there's molten rock in my bowl of clam chowder."

"Volcano Clam Chowder is not marketing, it's legitimate. Though I do not know where the chef gets molten rock to put in the chowder... I could tell him to make a new one and hold the lava, if you wish."

"Waiter, there's a furball in my soup, and it's not my own."

“Be glad there isn’t a dead body to go with it. I’ll pay for your meal myself, and I’m just glad there’s no cucumbers in it.... that was weird...”

“Um why is there a condom in my ramen? Did a weeb get in here?”

“Actually, yes. Chef-sama, as we’re told to call him, is a weeaboo. He was watching hentai earlier, I assume that because all he said he was watching was a six digit number, and because there is a condom in the soup. You might also want to get better at whispering, because everyone in the room heard what you said despite your whispering attempts...“

(You blacked out the highlight but not the text. I can tell due to using a dark theme.)

“Waiter, why is there a dead mouse in my soup? And not the kind that plays dubstep, but an actual, raw, dead mouse. I mean, I appreciate the sentiment, but I didn’t order it...at least, not recently deceased...”

"OoPs that Nettle's lunch! Nettle thought she lost it!" She pounces into the bowl and grabs the mouse in between her teeth. Before Yunichi could ask for a new bowl of soup, Nettle had already left. She doesn't seem like a very qualified waiter...

"Waiter!! The night sky in Nettle's soup! Is she going crazy!?"

Seafoam walks up, observing the soup. She reaches in and pulls out a gem. " They were making your soup glimmer, sorry about that. I'll put 'em in a bubble. Would you like another soup? I'll get you another one!"

" Excuse me waiter! There seems to be a flower in my soup."

Yuumei walks over, "It's the newest item on our menu. I was SO looking forward to seeing someone's reaction to that! There's a projector in the bowl that gives you the image of a roundabout in it. It's just a normal soup though" she smiles.

"Waiter... uh... I think there's a garden in my soup?" Yuumei pulls out a rose, "And one of them has thorns"

“I...think someone needs to know it’s ‘garden salad,’ not ‘garden soup.’ I’ll go talk to them...Be right back.” With that, Xurran walked away, her tail flicking about.

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“Waiter, is this some sort of practical joke? There’s a piece of paper in this soup that says ‘fire.’”

Well, that's because our stove is broken and we needed to find a way to make the soup look hot.

"Waiter, what is this? There's a fly having a pool party in my soup!"

"UMM?? EW??? What do you expect me to do with this soup, lady?" Veronica squealed, keeping her distance from the bowl. "Ah hell nah, the fly's even got his homies in there!"

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"WAITER! Explain why there's a fedora in my soup, or someone's gettin' slapped."

"HEY, don't be rude to the soup! Maybe it's feeling fancy and wants to wear a hat. Maybe the soup is... Souphisticated >:3c"

"Waiter, there's a paper boat on my soup! It even has a miniature sailor made of paper on it" 

“It’s pretty cute, huh? I mean, it is called the ‘Seven Seas Soup,’ so I figured it’d be cool. I’m sorry if that alarmed you...

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“Waiter, why is there a ball of purple goopy stuff in my soup?”