Finest Buns

– M’Lady! Our time together has finally come! As destiny couples us in this ride across the universe my heart leaps form joy at the mere thought of your offers. Madame, I have decided! I desire your finest buns, charred as lightly as  a sparrow’s shadow, and upon it your moist, delectable fränkfürtёr that is so lovingly cooked to it’s juicy perfection. And oh! Please, M’lady, easy on the onions.

– …Do you want a drink with that?