"Girl, your face is dark, your lips are red, and your eyes are shining. You are lacking something in your life."
"Master, please speak quickly. My little girl will definitely obey your orders."
"Ahem, girl, let me count on my fingers, you are missing me in your life."
"Huh? Miss, you can't bring your own steamed buns into our restaurant."
"I don't have it. What if I bring it with me?"
"You know, our restaurant has high-end private rooms and a range of dishes, so you don't have to bring your own food."
"Asshole, what are you looking at? Where did the steamed buns come from? My hand is empty. You are still looking at it... You are so angry with me..."
"Miss, where did you order these steamed buns? Or did you make them yourself? Our inn may need some."
"Shameless..."
"..."