So then we continue the sexy tale of the manly hunk of meat. He has been in this not too manly cafe before, and had the most volatile booze. Wait. Volatile? More like flat. Yep, that's how manly Gragas is, he needs pure uber carbon to feel the fizziness of a drink. Then, like the ninja he is, the manly hunk of meat appears in a very manly smoke: super manly man tobacco smell with the scent of man scotch and bacon sandwiches with cigarettes in it. Now the overly manly hunk of meat came out of a bacon's pen--... and now this!
*appears on a table, like a ninja*
*doesn't look at the menu, knows he's right all the time*
BACON SAMMICH WITH MAN CIGARETTES IN IT, AND EXTRA BACON, AND ADD MORE BACON WITH EXTRA BACON, THAT HAS BACON IN IT! CHOP CHOP!
...AND PUT JACK DANIELS ON IT WITH SODA.
So the manly hunk of meat then sees peanuts on the table, and he punches it and it is now known as cafe peanut butter with crunchy shells on it-- MANLY MAN EDITION. Salt and pepper? More like cookies and cream for the manly peanut butter. So in the manliest manner, the manly hunk of meat creates the perfect combo of peanuts, crunchy peanuts, "cookies and cream", and finally going to throw the tray like a frisbee as he disappointedly waits for his manly order.