Akira backed up before the pancake. Potato chips and jam? No, thanks, not for him! No way he's eating that! His face shifted into a grimace of distress, and he shook his head. "N-no thanks! I'm good with what I've got..." he assured her, smiling nervously, and immediately filled his mouth with his own pancake, devoid of crisps.<br/><br/>How could she eat that? It didn't look tasty, and it definitely didn't sound tasty...