Jess couldn't have been happier that day, after finally managing to find a tiny of her own, constantly hearing about her friends and their experiences with them, she'd been longing for a while to have one of her own.
One of the experiences in particular peaked her interest, she'd read on a blog that you could eat the tiny people, both raw or cooked, that you were supposed to cook them like a steak, searing them then letting them rest before cutting, to preserve the juices.
So that night, as soon as she got home, she got a pan and lid out, rubbed the tiny man in some oil before tossing him in the pan over medium to high heat.
She was amused by the panic and attempts to escape, and even needed to hold the lid down ... but the recipe said it wouldn't last for too long, and that much like lobster, the hissing and screaming was just "air escaping" ...