[Pyrus looks to Roxi. with a sense of urgency.]
"Roxi, please aid our new guest in the shop, she seems hurting.... However, I'm no physician, if i can help I shall"
[Pyrus looks to Wilco]
"Ahh yes, I've got a selections of chemicals to pick from"
[Just as all this unfolds, the delivery man walks in the door caring a food bag]