Get up! Take it out!

You're not super sure why, but acting on impulse you stand up and shove your hand into your pocket. Well, you try to, but it's still all vacuumed up... you end up just pushing against you a bit harder.

"Hey now, Debbie, why don't you take your seat? You can of course leave if you want (if you don't mind me keeping the egg running, hehe), but I'd be pretty disappointed." Professor Phoebe sticks out her bottom lip at you.

Oh... y-you don't want to disappoint her. And- your legs are kinda shaky anyway. You fall back down into the chair, and Delilah laughs meanly as you lean back and into the chair.

"Good move, dumbo."

It doesn't pack a big punch, but it's enough to make you grit your teeth. Right! You've got to win this now!