"Probably? Sorry about that. I didn't really think about catering to..." She doesn't know what he is. "Uh, different species?"

So far none of the other nonhumans have brought up her lack of selection. Unless you count the Tailgate Incident.

Standing up, because it seems rude to keep sitting, she leans against the back counter.

"Not sure. Check with the medical staff? We've got a lot of scientists around. There was a snake lady talking about regrowing limbs or something, maybe she can help? Otherwise I guess... Talk to Loki? He's head chef."