"Sports drink would be fine, but not needed right now. You'd get in trouble if you poured ammonia or bleach or something in, mostly. Here we are." He wakes up the poster-sized screen at convenient tapping height, then quickly opens the 'Saved Prints' option. A grid of pictures with labels comes up. "Take your pick! It's fully loaded."

He'll scroll around mentally trying to narrow the list down to remove anything that would be an obvious choice for someone to have a hidden sample of due to its popularity and anything that he wouldn't be able to recognize the taste of. Then taps a picture of not technically turkey sausage.

The secondary menu has some options for temperature, flavor infusions, and nutritional supplements, and a 'print now' button.

All of those make it even more appealing to buy this thing, but flavor infusions would probably make it easier to mask the tast of poorly faked meat. So he just goes for print now.

The chamber at the top shuts itself. There's a small glass section to look in on. It hums softly for a moment and the 'bowl' fills with something that looks like water. It's hard to tell what's going on but there's some kind of fuzzy activity, and a sausage slowly takes shape over the course of about three minutes. Then the fluid drains away.

Ding!

The 'bowl' opens, and the sausage steams slightly. It certainly smells right at least.

"Its speed varies based on complexity but can get up to about five cubic centimeters per minute. I could rig up more industrial models that will print the same meat really fast, but you want the flexibility and options, right?"

"Yes flexibility." Ok that did not look remotely faked.

And it doesn't taste fake either.

"Ok, I guess it's time for you to ring me up. And I'll be back soon for cake. Just need a few hours to get that money much together."

"Of course. It's a big purchase. Let's go ring you up and then I'll get that boxed up for you, and with a major purchase you get 1% cash back to use on other store items..."

Beep, beep, beep. 1% on the meat printer covers the rest of the groceries and then some.

He does a hand gesture that culturally translates as something like a fist pump.

"Nice."

He's very much capable of carrying everything as long as it is boxed in a non awkward way.

In a few hours a cat eared Silver comes back with a few hangers on including several more adult greys, one of them rather old looking, and a child with hair feathers partially concealed by a cap.

"So yeah, we got the money for the cake and these guys* want to look around."

*the actually word indicates greyness rather than male gender but has a similar vibe