Sun: (holding giant wok of curry, stir fried noodles) Alright, guys! Eat up! I managed to get some instant noodles off the cargo ships this morning!
Ilia: The word you're looking for is "stole."
Blake: I'm willing to ignore that fact if I don't have to eat another meal made out of bugs.
Weiss: I second that.
Yang: Thanks for making dinner for us!
Ruby: Yeah! We really appreciate it!
Everyone digs in, and the table is thrown into chaos.
Weiss: (whole body is crimson and fire is bellowing from her mouth)
Ruby: (face has melted into her cloak and sweat is pouring down her face) WHADKFOIDOOFEUS?!?!?!
Ilia: (scales have turned red, and a sweat is pouring down her face, but she is still eating) This kind of reminds me of Menagerie. What kind of noodles did you steal, Sun?
Sun: (coughing but chowing down) Some package that had a chicken on it. I thought the cartoon on the front was funny. (Coughs and hilds up empty package)
Yang: (sweating with little heated exhales but somehow managing to eat faster than Ilia and Sun) Is all of the food in Menagerie like this?! Blake, can we move to Menagerie after we get married?
Blake: (eating delicately and savoring every moment. Not a single bead of sweat, but her cheeks are pink) Let's focus on the wedding first, Yang. I think Weiss is dying.
Weiss: (soul is leaving her body while Ruby gives her CPR)
