[Priss doesn't stop her, even as she manages to keep the rest of the pizza from falling. She stares for a second or two.]

Wait, what? Now? Is there even enough for --

[She stops, counts in her head. They lost a lot last week. Maybe there is.

...Priss starts heading to the dining hall, shaking her head.]

Fine, do what you want. If you can get people, get 'em. Couldn't eat the whole thing myself anyway.