Well, there are at least vending machines around... [Welcome to the wonders of capitalism, Angus. But Christine doesn't have time to explain that, instead reaching out to stop Angus from just jamming his hands in their food.]

No, not our hands! A fork would work okay, but there's usually... [She digs in the drawers and then manages to pull out a little implement.] Aha! See, this is a masher! You can just press it down on whatever you want to crush, and the mash goes through these holes, see?