Burnice White: Big Smok e's combo... extra sauce... no pickles...
Burnice White: Total comes to 47 gil. That's... suspiciously specific.
Frieren: Human currency has become so complicated. In my era, we paid with dragon scales.
Frieren: What's a 'clicking bell'?
Chiaki: Order 47... 47... Why won't they call my number?
Chiaki: I've been waiting for twenty minutes!
Burnice White: Actually, order 47 is mine. I used the app.
Burnice White: Tactical advantage goes to those who adapt to technology.
Frieren: This appears to be fish sandwiches. I ordered the flaming wings.
Frieren: The numbers on this paper do not match the numbers on my order.
Chiaki: Plot twist: they mixed up all our orders!
Chiaki: Here elf lady, your flaming wings. I'll take the fish.