[If PM had a tail, she would probably wag it right about now. Fortunately, she doesn't, so dignity for everyone involved remains intact. She accepts the bread.]
Thank you, Sasha. I'm sure AR will enjoy it, and WV and I most certainly will! [PM's whole being flickers and flattens to a disturbingly lime green as she shoves the bread into her torso. Hopefully her aim isn't off, and it lands on the table or counter instead of the floor or the sink.]