Battle 3.5 | |
|---|---|
 | Oh snap! Are those guys...spirit agents?! |
 | Boy did you pick on the wrong place to steal food from tonight. |
| Allow me the pleasure of cleansing them. |
 | We'll protect the rest of restaurant! |
| [Battle Start] | |
 | You've got some nerve stirring up a ruckus at such a nice restaurant like this! |
| Why can't you guys place nice and enjoy good food like everyone else? |
| Save it, lady! We ain't the sharing type! |
| Fine. If you're having trouble understanding us, how about we make you?! |
| Get them, Master! |
| [Battle End] | |
| If defending restaurants was a full-time job, we'd be awesome at it! |
 | I think I got stomach cramps from fighting so soon after the meal, though... |
 | Are you okay, Master? You are! |
| You're so clever not to overeat just in case a fight breaks out during a meal. |
 | I'll remember that! |
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