The kitchen staff nodded then looked at Ursa.
"I'd like palate of fruit, vegetables, crackers, cheese, marshmallows, and salted sliced potatoes." Ursa shot out quickly, a smile on his face and a mischievous glint in his eye. The kitchen staff wrote the stuff down as fast as he could, but couldn't keep up. He looked up nervously.
Ursa laughed playfully, then said. "Actually, I'll change my order to a simple slice of cherry pie, and a glass of punch, please."