Dinner
Saja: I'm really sorry about the wedding, Rosetta.
Saja: We weren't able to get back in time.
Rosetta: Oh, didn't Mom tell you? Amid all the commotion, we rescheduled it. We have plenty of time.
Rosetta: With you keeping us safe, we have all the time in the world.
Saja: We certainly try. Our time off-duty might be short-lived, though.
Malachi: Hmm... I don't know what to eat.
Ravenna: I think I'll get what I had last time. It was pretty good.
Rosetta: It's so nice to finally meet you, Ravenna. I have so many things I want to ask you.
Rosetta: Maybe it's best if we wait until another time for that. I know you have a lot on your plate.
Ravenna: Likewise, nice to meet you. I'll have a lot on my plate once the food arrives but... trust me, it won't be on there long!
Malachi: Don't get between Ravenna and food. You may lose an arm...
Malachi: Oh! Sorry! My big stupid mouth... poor choice of words.
Ravenna: It's okay, Malachi. If you interfere with my meal, I might eat your arm.
Ravenna: Besides, it's not like my arm's gone forever, right?
Malachi: Of course. Dr. Maxwell will probably have it ready for you soon. We could go check on it if you like.
Ravenna: I don't think I want to see that arm before it's attached to me. It just seems like it would be unsettling.
Saja: You two... I swear...
