Malice had arrived in time to hear all the numbers. "Math! My enemy!" He roared loudly. "Rah!" He began to punch the ground in anger at the mention of those pesky percentages and long numbers.
'Calm down.' Riley said in Malice's head. 'it's just a little math, all the girl is trying to say is that if we ordered take-out we would not have been fighting.'
"SHUT UP!" Malice roared into the sky. He charged at the robot girl (Eve). Malice went to grab Eve by the legs. If he succeeded he would spin and throw her, very carelessly, at the Observer. If not, he would try to punch her in the stomach.