"Milk and a little bit of sugar, please," requests the princess with her eyes on the teeny tiny morsels of cakes and pastries. There is an unmistakable light dancing in her eye, not unbecoming of a young martian lady who has laid her sights on a fancy platter of petit fours she will be eating for the first time. Before she goes unleashed, however, she decides to serve Slaine a sweet little white one with pink ribbon accents, like a present. The thought of him 'opening' it tickles her, and she giggles quietly to herself while she serves herself a chocolate raspberry number.