Did they...seriously have to remember all that? It kind of seemed a bit ridiculous, and a lot of the diets around the world varied in that sort of thing. For that to stick completely, well, it would have to be nailed to their foreheads, but over time it might be able to remember. Who knew? But for the time being, Saburou knew he wouldn't be able to completely memorize that whole list. And he was pretty sure that fish didn't count as protein...which was pretty much the main 'meat' component in his meals at home. And from the look on the shy girl's face, it looked like she was a bit unsure of this whole food plan.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF8000">"Yes, I have a question. Do we HAVE to eat pizza?"</span>He raises his hand as he asks this question, his tone a bit cold due to still being heated about the stunt the lady had pulled earlier, threatening him and all. He wasn't about to eat something he didn't like, even if she tried to cram it down his throat.<br/><br/>Sitting quietly in her chair, glad that the spotlight had been lifted off of her, Elodie glances up at the boy who spoke then, asking if they had a choice or not on whether they had to eat the pizza. She was glad that he had, as she was thinking the same thing. She wasn't too fond of pizza either and hoped that Violetta would give them a different choice. As much as this place seemed to be well thought out and such, she wasn't liking the fact that it seemed that everything was so...controlled.<br/><br/>When the boy looks over at her, catching her eye, she quickly looks away, though doesn't miss the half smile she'd seen on his lips due to catching her looking at him. What was she thinking? Saburou couldn't help but wonder, seeing that small blush on her cheeks, seeing that she had looked away very quickly, raising a hand to her lips in almost an embarrassed fashion. He shakes his head a little, before focusing to the front, hoping that they would be able to move on soon. He was beginning to tire of just sitting there, doing nothing.