"And like hell am I getting you food!" River retorted easily but without venom. She continued with a, "What am I, your servant?" Feeling sly she added in a saccharine sweet tone, "Oh, Kayla! Speaking of food I need to you go pick up some sushi fish for me!" She clasped her hands innocently behind her back and tried to whistle. Failing that she hummed a few notes of a cheery song.
Deciding that Kayla had malingered long enough now, she resumed her torture. The first step was to strip the bedding off of the younger girl, which River proceeded to do with gleeful abandon. "Rise and shine, my little poppet!" She was never certain what a poppet was, but it sounded like a mocking title to her. Thus, she gladly used it.