Lenore tries to parse any of what was just said, but can't quite make sense of it. Though she knows some Italian, she doesn't recognize 'pizza' as being an Italian word or meaning anything in particular, and the question of why mushrooms on something is terrible is entirely perplexing to her. She can't quite fathom a scenario where mushrooms are a war crime other than the present one.

"Yes to the kidnapping part," Lenore says, brow furrowed in helpless confusion. "What is terrible mushroom peesa? What does that mean?"