Vanellope's eyes widen at the mention of insects, as she only knows of one type: the viral ones from Sergeant Calhoun's game world, Hero's Duty.
"Food decorations attract Cybugs!? STOP THE PRESSES! GRILLS! Whatever they're called!" She bounce about frantically, receiving confused looks from her two employees. But she pauses just long enough to respond with a cheerful "And one root beer float! For- uh..."
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"Food decorations attract Cybugs!? STOP THE PRESSES! GRILLS! Whatever they're called!" She bounce about frantically, receiving confused looks from her two employees. But she pauses just long enough to respond with a cheerful "And one root beer float! For- uh..."