Lady of the Lake (The Witcher, #7)

by Andrzej Sapkowski

‘What smells so appetising here?’ Dandelion interjected. ‘Dinner,’ said Yarpen Zigrin. ‘Meat. Dandelion, ask me where we got the meat.’ ‘I won’t, because I know that joke.’ ‘Don’t be a swine.’ ‘Where did you get the meat?’ ‘Crawled here itself.’