"why yes, i do mind, very much so," tobias grumbled "how the hell am i supposed to know, i just brought it here." he crossed his arms at nerine, and walked away without another word.
the feline glanced up at the water. "hey you, yes you!" he slowly pulled a long string of fishing twine out of the broth, "why on earth is there fishing line in my soup, you idiot, are you trying to kill me?" tobias leveled a stare at the poor waiter waiting for their response.