[The food almost goes flying again. She hates when he says that. Hates hates hates it. It never ends well for her. ...But fine. Surprise him.
In a few minutes, his quiche, some toast, some melon, and a glass of orange juice are on the table in front of him. Sheena steps back, awaiting further orders]
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In a few minutes, his quiche, some toast, some melon, and a glass of orange juice are on the table in front of him. Sheena steps back, awaiting further orders]