Myrah: This is awful! It's like drinking saltwater! It's like drowning in the ocean!
Petunia: Don't be so dramatic. You're such a baby. Now sit down and finish your soup.
Myrah: OK, OK.
Petunia: And when we get back from the doctor's, you'll gargle again.
Myrah: Maybe I'll run away first.
Petunia: Well, the only free food on the streets is from a soup kitchen, and their soup isn't as tasty as mine!
Myrah doesn't like Petunia's salty soup but Petunia forces Myrah to drink.