Disarmed is one way of putting it, I guess. [Bernie pouts and looks down at her arm.]

But, um, I'm okay. I think I just need to put it back on? It doesn't hurt, so I think it should work out okay... Right?

[There's a bowl of frosting close by as if to help paste herself back together... but Bernie having onky one arm to do the whole thing is going to be difficult.

Not that she's about to admit that to a cookie she just met.]