[Disappointing, but maybe she can show Crowley another way.]

If you're sure? My eyes were bigger than my stomach, sorry to say.

[She pops the last of the sandwich into her mouth.]

And I don't like seeing food go to waste. You mind just a minute? [She moves to stand, spotting a native ADI employee she's spoken to before, and going over to offer him the remains of her lunch. He's more than eager to take the offering and heads off to his own seat while Mercy returns to hers.]

Juuuuuuust... one more minute. [She holds up a finger, looking around Crowley and waiting for- there it is. The fries. There's a beat of silence, then a 'grah!' sound as the man rushes over to the canteen's line and demands a bottle of milk. Mercy smirks.]

How'd you know I laced them? That's a good nose you got, Mr. Crowley.