WacDolan's Employee:
Welcome to WacDolan's. May I take your order?

Princess Raki:
It...it's food?! Real food! After being trapped all those year by that Space Criminal, Candice...I finally can eat regular food!

Princess Raki:
Ahem. Good sir, what types of nutritional sustenance do you have? I wish to purchase.

WacDolan's Employee:
Siiiiigh. It's all listed on the board. We have Codeburgers, Chicken codeggets, Double Codeburgers...

WacDolan's Employee:
...Oh wait. What are those animals beside you? Never mind. No food for you. We don't serve animals or pets here. Store policy.

Commander Bob:
Animals?! PETS?! Human. Human please. Look. Look with your eyes. What do they see?

WacDolan's Employee:
Ma'am. Please control your animals. Company policy.

Commander Bob:
No. How can this be. Our magnificent alien forms. Taken as mere pets. I have never been so insulted.

Lincoln:
Hoho! Good day, all! It is I, the magnificent Lincoln!

Princess Raki:
Abraham Lincoln! The legendary codingmon master.

Lincoln:
I wish to order 7 Codeburgers, 6 Chicken codeggets, 8 Double WacDolan's, and a small strawberry parfait for my pet...Cawdingbird.

Cawdingbird:
CA-CAW!!!

Princess Raki:
Ah. Sir Lincoln. Unfortunately they have a company policy on pets...

WacDolan's Employee:
Of course. Here is your order, sir. Thank you for choosing WacDolan's and have a nice day!

Princess Raki:
........

Princess Raki:
Your company policy? Why does Lincoln get served with his pet, when I cannot with my pets?!

Commander Bob:
Pr-princess?? Not you too? We are..not pets? Princess?

WacDolan's Employee:
Oh. Cawdingbird is a service animal. He provides great service, simply by existing.

Princess Raki:
I see. It's fine. We shall find a way.