[Sakamoto motions to one of the bots so he can order a little wine with breakfast- He won't drink too much! The panic was still on but it seemed like things were getting better. He had been dry for far too long... And when was the last time he slept? He couldn't remember. He had been patrolling for the past few nights. He walks closer to the smell, curious, and sees a tiny little girl with a frying pan. He doesn't seem to notice that anything is wrong.]