Jeremy Taylor was an incredible man.

Brought up in a wonderfully loving family, he and his two sisters lived a life many people only dreamed of. Private schools, social functions, money, wealth and prestige. All through school, because of his environment and the way he was brought up, he would constantly be at the top of his class. Perfect grades, a well toned athletic body, a kind disposition. Jeremy Taylor was the best at everything. His family provided everything for him, but made sure to keep him challenged and growing.

Everyone loved Jeremy Taylor.

Jeremy Taylor was not a snobbish man. He was kind and considerate, he loved everyone. He was very humble and knew his fortunate upbringing was mostly to thank for his incredible life. He loved his family and would do anything for them. They had always provided a loving, warm home for him. They had always kept him happy and content.

Jeremy Taylor was brought up perfectly and was the epitome of all everyone loved. Men respected and understood him, women loved and wanted him. He was most desirable as friend, companion, confidant, associate, acquaintance... and many, many other things.

It was a great surprise to everyone the day Jeremy Taylor disappeared.

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Y'gRiwinl waited impatiently for his order. Obviously it would require time to cook but this was bordering on ridiculous. He looked around the interstellar restaurant and caught only a few beings he was familiar with.

"At least noone I know is here..." he thought to himself bitterly. He hated having his meals interrupted.

He heard movement behind him and half turned on his torso nearly knocking over a glass on the table with his tentacles. He cursed quietly and adjusted his posterior to better fit on the chair.

"Ah! Mr. Y'gRiwinl!" his waiter called out as he approached the table. "I'm very surprised at your order this evening! I'm sorry it took so long to prepare."

Y'gRiwinl was beyond impatience now and in order not to elongate his wait any further decided not to comment. The waiter, however, continued as he placed the steaming carcass on his table.

"He has been cooked to your taste, Mr. Y'gRiwinl. We've made sure only to get our ingredients from the best markets. He has been aged perfectly with very little fat. Kept in content surroundings so his spiritual essence is flavored with warmth and happiness. Everyone loves the specials of the day. I do hope you enjoy it as well, sir."

Y'gRiwinl sighed and nodded, waving the man off. This will be the last time he ordered Mr. Taylor or ANY Mr. Anybodies. Special of the day, indeed.