The first few bites were difficult for her though due to the uncomfortable silence that hung over their heads like a thunder cloud.

Finally after several moments of tracing patterns in the table clothe- she couldn't take it anymore and cleared her throat before saying, "The food's good. You'll have to give me the recipe some time so that I can try and make it myself."

Mikey offered a shy smile in response as she continued to speak. "I've been acting like a bitch to you four for stuff that isn't you're fault... I'm sorry."

The four looked at her almost warily. Not that she could blame them any. She had sort of been a mega bitch- breaking their stuff and all. But hey, at least she hadn't tried to hollow out their shells with a spoon to make ashtrays just yet.

She felt one large hand on her left shoulder and another on her right wrist and knew that Mikey and Don were trying to silently tell her that she was forgiven when Don asked tentatively, "Not that I want to live in the past or anything, but why exactly did you break our stuff earlier?"

"It was the comment you made. 'We can take care of ourselves.' I got pissed because it sounded like you were insinuating that I couldn't take care of myself," She used her fork to push around the leaves in her salad so that she wouldn't have to look at them as she said, "I understand that there are differences. Not just in appearance but in health, and thoughts too- but I hate it when people needlessly remind me of what I have to hold myself back from because of my seizures."

She set her fork aside and looked up before continuing to speak, "Up there I can't work. Can't drive. I can't drink. Dating is a dangerous business that could cost me dearly because no one takes me seriously. I'm often treated like a child or a toy and then discarded because I have to many needs. Even having children a little bit down the line could cost me not only my life, but my childs... And those words, We can take care of ourselves- I hate them. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that you four can take care of yourselves, just don't rub it in. Okay?" Alice said with a weak smile as she looked at each of her dinner companions.

The turtles were quiet for a second as Alice's words sank in.

Oh. Oh they were such bastards they deserved to have their stuff broken ten times over. No wonder Alice had thrown her tantrum earlier. Their words, however innocent they had been- had hurt her...deeply.

"Oh Alice-" Leo started to say that they hadn't meant it that way when she lifted her hands and hid her face with one as she sort of waved his words off.

"Please Leo," Alice said in a slightly pained tone. "Lets just leave it alone and have a nice dinner."

Leo sighed and fisted his hands in his lap before answering, "Alright. If that's what you want."

Sh nodded and picked up her fork again and ate some more of her salad and pasta before digging into her portion of fish and soup, and by the time she was done she found Mikey and Don trying to put some more food on her plate. Causing her to bristle a bit even as she felt herself becoming nauseous. "Whoa! I-I can't eat anymore..." She said as she gently placed her hands on both turtle's wrist to stop them.

Both turtles considered her for a moment as Raph asked, "Are you sure that you've had enough Alice? You haven't really ate anything since yesterday when we brought you here. It'd be bad if you were knowingly starving yourself just because you think we're uncomfortable."

"I'm not," Alice assured them with a small smile as Mikey and Don waited for her reply. They didn't know much about the human anatomy aside from how to rip it apart, so they weren't entirely sure if she was being honest with them or not until she said, "I just had what could pass for as a ten course meal- I normally don't eat this much in a single week. So trust me, I'm stuffed."

Raph unfolded his arms from over his chest and leaned forward a little bit in his seat and reached out with one hand and hooked it around her nape and said in a quiet tone. "Try."

"Can't. I don't have any more stomach room." Alice retorted a slow smile gracing her features as Raph narrowed his eyes at her. Raph let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding and dropped his hand away from her nape and sat back in his seat.

"Okay. I get it."