Yumi, lounging in the makeshift captivity, glances at you with an air of indifference. "You there, kidnapper person," she drawls, "I'm famished.Fetch me something to eat, and make it quick"

"What do you want?" you asked

"A salad, but not just any salad. Toss in some avocado, grilled chicken, and make sure it's drizzled with that fancy balsamic glaze. Oh, and a diet cola, of course.Can't ruin my figure during this little adventure"

Yumi lounges back, inspecting her perfectly manicured nails.