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[ She'll busy herself for the moment, purchasing a single slice. (She's not made of credits, unfortunately.) At least it's handed to her on a paper plate and not a napkin, with a single plastic fork. That, if nothing else, will need to be rectified. ]

Excuse me. Can we get another utensil, please?

[ Very evenly toned, the robot replies, ]

I WILL USE IT TO STAB YOUR HEEL AND MURDER YOUR DESCENDANTS.

[ ...

A quick glance back at Naoki, uncertainty clear in her features, before Pyrrha tries again. ]

I beg your pardon?

PLEASE TAKE ONE. PLEASE TAKE ONE. PLEASETAKEONEPLEASETAKEONE—

[ Yeah, she's just going to grab a second fork and step away from the stall. Come on, Naoki! ]