Rider
Rider sighed at Sakura's obviously-annoyed response. She was just concerned for her master's well-being, after all, why couldn't Sakura understand that? It wasn't like she was open about her problems, after all, so Rider had no way to be sure she was OK.Still, nothing seemed to be happening, so she was willing to drop it for now, particularly since they appeared to have arrived.
On hearing that Sakura had never eaten kebab before, the man offered to pay for their meals. Rider, of course, was sure that Sakura would not accept that offer and, sure enough, her purple-haired master pulled out a large amount of money from her wallet, handing it to the man. Rider wasn't sure if he would accept it but, however the argument went, she was sure she would not be paying, so she simply looked at the mouth-watering choice of ingredients in front of her.
Making her mind up fairly quickly, Rider walked up to the counter, leaving the other two to argue over payment as she ordered her food.
"I'll have a chicken kebab in a pita bread, please", she said, "with olives, tomatoes, feta cheese and garlic sauce on top."
Then, having ordered her food, she moved to await the others, prepared to intervene in any argument that might happen if Sakura wished her to.