Iphigenia didn’t stop sipping her drink. She only raised an eyebrow when Victoria suddenly ‘attacked,’ not doing much but to tap Runa on the head, really. Maybe they were all jaded at this point, but nobody really reacted at all, really. 

What was she trying to do, anyway? If this was the equivalent of her pulling up her bootstraps and walking into a business with her resume to get a job, she wasn’t doing a very good job of it. 

She made a shrugging action as her companions all chose to completely ignore what had just happened and continued to sip on her shake. 

“As I was saying earlier, don’t knock the robot chefs. Most of what they make is pretty good.” She showed an index finger to the girl, letting it spark. “Did you know they also have a secret menu?”