TO DIE FOR: A MEAL TO DIE FOR by Bill K. A hungry Tegan and Fifth Doctor eagerly wait for dinner with bowls and cutlery on the table. A delicious, mouth-watering aroma suddenly fills the air as Nyssa, wearing an apron and oven mitts, enters the room carrying a large pot filled with hot steaming stew. "Dinner is ready!" she called across the room in her usual pleasant, cheerful voice. "Excellent! I'm famished. I can hardly wait." the Doctor responded enthusiastically. She then places the pot on the middle of the table and scoops its contents into each of the bowls with a ladle. Upon eating a mouthful, the Doctor and Tegan find themselves enjoying Nyssa's cooking immensely. "Mmmmmmm!" Tegan uttered in near-orgasmic ecstasy as she bit into and chewed a piece of meat cut into a cube pierced on her fork. "This is terrific! You are a very good cook." "Why, thank you!" Nyssa politely acknowledged. "By the way, where's Adric?" Tegan then asked. "Shouldn't he be here for dinner with us?" "Oh, he is." Nyssa replied. She then winks back at Tegan, and the most wicked looking smile stretches across her face. Tegan then turns her head forward tilted at a slight angle with a puzzled look on her face, trying to figure out a possible hidden meaning in Nyssa's statement. Meanwhile, the Doctor coughs and spits out a gold star unknowingly left in the stew, which he unwittingly bit into and pierced the inside of his mouth with on its sharp, pointy edges.