Cheese: *just minding her own business*
Spaghetti: What's this? A M unit? Why, you have no soul power! What good can you do for our dear Master Attendant other than being a servant girl in the restaurant?
Cheese:
Spaghetti:
Cheese: *eyes tear up*
*Spaghetti whirls around as he hears a door get broken down, and sees Pizza standing there with grey eyes and a smile*
Pizza: So you have chosen death
