[ After a couple frantic minutes filled with cursing, everything...seems to be cleaned up. She's clearly somewhat embarrassed, but this entire day is just embarrassing her. ]

Okay, so- nothing but some broth got out. We're good. You like potatoes, right? The potatoes are fine.

[ ...She puts her face in one hand. ]

God, I sound like a fool. You okay? I...didn't mean to make you think you had to stop talking or anything. You don't have to if you don't want to.