The Princess lay on the couch in the dragon's lair. She sighed, "Some days, I don't feel like getting up and slaying dragons." She paused momentarily and quickly said, "Metaphorically speaking, of course."

  "Of course," said the dragon therapist.

  The dragon therapist tapped her claw on her notes. "It says here you threatened to feed your latest suitor to your dragon therapist." The Princess smirked as the dragon continued, "Princess, I'm a vegetarian."

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  The Princess looked up in surprise, "What? Really? A dragon vegetarian is kinda funny."

  "I think you’d appreciate me being a vegetarian," the dragon said, smoke curling from her nostrils.

  The Princess lost her smirk and sat up straighter.