[Alfred is sitting at a table in the Spellbound Cafe, writing something hurriedly on a piece of paper. Peek over his shoulder; it's a letter, written in bright red ink, rather messy.]
Dear Cafe-people,
The United States of America thinks that you should put hamburgers on your menu. And French fries. Because there's no where to get them in this town!
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[He blinks, looking up, then grins.]
Oh, hey Rena! Naah, I'm just writing an awesome letter!
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[He makes a face at the paper, puffing his cheeks.]
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......Whoa, there.
[um, that gasp sounded a little too French for Alfred's tastes, and he squishes down further in his chair, hiding his ass.]
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I'm the heroo~!
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HOWEVER, I am of the mind that this establishment deemed as a "cafe" makes its profits by selling baked goods, usually categorised as confections and not meals, and therefore your request for the administrators of this place to put such items on their menu seems a bit strange.
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Oh, Robot-san! Please share more knowledge to me, Niou Masaharu!
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[Alfred immediately collapses over the paper, covering it, his cheeks turning red.] Quit reading over my shoulder like that!
Round sandw--I do! They expect me to get by without freaking burgers! It's horrible!
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