I was losing it. I'm going to be scorched by shame. Disgraceful. Excuse me.

I couldn't wait to get out and crack the split. Come on, come on, come on. I'm gonna eat. I'm excited to move the split and train my image. First I grab it like this, then like this, carry it in my mouth. Yeah, perfect.

"Please wait."

Oh, finally. No. No, sir. That, but only one dude. Dumplings with red and white patterns. If there's anything I can do to eat before the prince here, I'm guilty!

"Please come from Master Calci Rust"

"Huh? Is that okay?

"Of course, as usual"

"Always?"

What is that, subtly rude question?