"He'll just have the pumpkin soup," Giratina said, quickly choosing the first item on the menu. "And I'll have the... rib t'rt'llni." The waiter looked confused for a while, until he realized that what Giratina was trying to say was "the rib tortellini," although he had slurred the last part nearly beyond recognition.

The waiter nodded, confirming their orders, took their menus, and left the two students alone once again.