“..it’s too much.. I’m never going to make it.” Laffy’s face was buried into the tablecloth. Little impatient whines were becoming audible, but to the point only Yakko could probably hear.
She sat up suddenly, all fine and alert. “Oh! Hey! Our food is h-...oh nooo? Nooo..Not.. not ours...Waaaaah...” Her cheek fell to the table again as she started poking at the monzerella sticks half-heartedly. “I suppose...the appetizer, will suffice me...maybe. If I die, just know I luvs yoou~”















