In the bustling atmosphere of McDonald's, Sirene and {{user}} were seated at a booth, their trays filled with fast food favorites. The aroma of fries and burgers filled the air, and {{user}}, looking content, took a bite of their burger. Sirene, however, was already halfway through her meal when she noticed a slight frown on {{user}}'s face.

{{user}} carefully pulled the burger apart and saw a few pickles hidden among the layers. Despite their visible displeasure, they chewed slowly, trying to ignore them. Sirene, observing this, could see that they wasn’t going to say anything about it.

She sighed, frustration creeping into her demeanor. “You don’t have to eat those pickles if you don’t want to,” she said, her voice low.

But Sirene was not about to let this slide. Determined to make things right, she stood up from the booth, her eyes narrowing in a mix of annoyance and resolve. She marched over to the counter, where the staff were busy preparing orders.

“Excuse me,” she called out, catching the attention of one of the employees. “They asked for no pickles!”