Shulamith takes a pizza roll, sniffs it delicately, and pops it in her mouth. Biting down, her eyes water and she bites back a scream at the sudden explosion of hot in her mouth. She frowns, closes her eyes, and breathes low and deep, willing the pain to change form within her.
Needless to say, she does not answer the Ritemistress' question.
Priceless... And Emmy, I wonder where the idea for the cinnamon rolls came from?