[Violet is actually surprised she wasn't laughed at, surprise that registers on her face. After a second, she brushes it off and attempts to push on wards, except she was so expecting to have to defend her cupcake plan, that she's sort of at a loss.]

Oh. Yeah, actually that would suck. Spears are bad, I don't want to die with my digestive acids eating away at my insides. [Which is why it's rare for Violet to ever shoot someone in the stomach. That is cruel, even by her slightly skewed standards.

She shakes her head a little, nose wrinkling in distaste.]

So should I mark you down for cupcake too? If you're ever about to bite it, I can just shove it in your mouth.