Tony raises an eyebrow at the hot sauce bottle.

"How little is a little heat. I mean I've eaten chilli dogs, indian curries, and discovered that wasabe really knows how to clear your nostrils."

He picks up the bottle and eyeballs it more.

"What I'm asking is, what's the scale, and where is this on it?"

Dorumon starts to lean in to get a look at the bottle, but Tony pushes back her face causing her to give a sulky but not upset whine.