Rita pumped in some bits and watched as the little metal bar began to twist and twirl moving the stick of dried meat to the front.

And then it stopped. Stuck.

"Aw dude unfair!" Beastboy struck the side of the machine with his fist and then yelped, shaking his hand where apparently it had been hurt from the strike.

"I'll just put some more bits in." Rita offered but Chili sniffed in irritation.

"You call that a punch?" She scolded Beastboy ignoring Rita's totally honest and responsible idea.