A microwave has no instructions for this type of use

“I don’t care! Why would I care if there are instructions or not?”

“Only authorized use of this microwave is approved for your lease, Ms. Puvvix.”

“Just cook the picture.”

“Only authorized use of thi-”

“Just cook the fuckin picture! You’re a microwave! Microwave the fucking picture! Cook it! COOK IT!”

Beep. Beep. Bloop. Beeee-ip.

“Only authorized use of this microwave is approved for your lease, Ms. Puvvix.”

“Oh… my god…”

“Would you like to access the incinerator?”

“What? What the shit?! You could’ve done that this whole time? Yes. Incinerator. Yes, please.”

“Right away.”

Ffa-poofff!

“Would you like to incinerate the deposited item, Ms. Puvvix?”

“Oh, my god, that was fast. Yes, cook it. Thank you. Wow. I’m sorry I yelled at you a second ago.”

“It’s no problem, ma’am. Is there anything else I can help you with?”

“Uh...nnnnnnnnnnn-no… Thank you.”

“Of course, ma’am.”

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“Huh...”