Rita just stares at Herbert as he puts the onion in her hand.

Yugo chimes in then, and the moment it looks like the servant's attention has been even slightly diverted, she slams the onion down, throwing it to the floor with as much strength as she can muster in a half-petrified arm. It smashes against the stone floor with a satisfying thud.

She doesn't say anything. The action speaks for itself, really.