Maruki intently jots down the details on the paper- nodding. Peanuts...not a problem. "Ah-hah, I remember having tapioca pudding a while back. I will hold off on those."

However that chuckle did pull him out of his otherwise serious outlook of making sure he got every detail in. He blinked at her.

Oh.

The curdled milk incident.

He hums as he writes down the little preference of not wanting anything greasy. "Hope the pizza's didn't give you much of a bad trip."

A pause.

He lowers his board, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes."...do we talk about the curdled milk incident~?"