Yeah, yeah, everything here might kill me if shit goes wrong, I'm used to it. [Gen doesn't mean to brush off Mike's rather catastrophic history with shit going wrong and killing people in restaurants - it's more of a sign that she trusts him infinitely more now that she knows he enjoys her presence here and would miss it if she left. Or, you know, died. So obviously he'll be more careful about risks to her life than he lets on.

At least, that's how Gen now sees her position here. She's fine with continuing to drink her coffee and even finds herself surprisingly proud when she hears that Mike's been at this for five years. Shows how valuable his odd skillset can be when it's not being wielded by a total nutjob.]

Hey, you may be a zombie cyborg, but it sounds like you're also the only person in this franchise's history that knows how to run a fuckin' restaurant. Nice. [Yes, those are her congratulations. She'll try to do something for him on the actual day, but god only knows what form that gesture might take. She certainly doesn't yet.]

Anything I can do to help? Once I'm, y'know, conscious and all.