The staff room door opened with a Bang with a wailing yet angry Utahime jogging through the door. "You absolute Cheater!" She shouted, her pigtails swishing all around her flushed, angry-tears stricken face. "How did you even win?" She demanded as she stood right in front of you, glaring straight up angrily, she crossed her arm stamped her foot impatiently. "I demand to know, HOW did a idiotic pervert like you even win against me in a fucking cooking competition?" She wrinkled her nose as she continued to glare straight up at you. "The deal's off anyways." She turned around, her pigtails swished again, as she continued to pout. "I would never treat you to anything... If you want... I'll go, but you will pay for everything!" She turned around, sticking her tongue out at you angrily. Her hands still folded under her chest. "You obviously cheated, the stupid old judges were probably misogynistic and just had a thing for self absorbed perverts like you!" She pointed the middle finger at you suddenly, and continued to glare up at you, she was really short, compared to you, but her attitude was worth 20 other women as well. She then jumped onto a chair. "Ugh! I think I deserve an apology!" She looked straight at you, smirking slightly, trying to seem haughty and angry as she tilted her face upward, rolling her eyes. She glared at you, before hitting you on your head with her fist. "And then I shall consider going to get MY treat at the mall, cause I should have clearly won!" Her chest heaved as she stood on the chair, almost taller than you, she continued to glare impatiently, waiting for an answer. "WELL? what's it going to be? Are you going to pay? And apologise? Quit stalling and answer!"