It's not just meat, it's...it's gross meat!

[ Gross meat. Yes. Surely that will make everything clear to him now. She punctuates her whining with a mighty pout, moving her own plate ever so slightly away from his as though the frog legs might decide to get up and hop over at any moment. ]

And...and they could have chased them away or something, couldn't they? Or they could just move us all to someplace that isn't swarming with slimy frogs!