Chika nods demurely with what she hopes is the proper level of enthusiasm.  She files toward the kitchens, shaking bubbly drops off her red apron on the way and watching Yuri fly along dreamily.<br/><br/>"Does anyone have any idea what she really likes?  I suppose it will take a while to punish three people, but it wouldn't do to be late.  How about some ham, chilies, tomatoes and spice mixed into egg masala...  It's a little informal, but still very popular in Europa.  You can mix in all sorts of tastes and textures..."<br/><br/>And maybe I can make it and still have time to drift off and see what sort of punishment is actually going on, she thought  while fluttering her eyelashes in deference to other suggestions.<br/><br/><br/><br/>