{~Jonah~}

*He raises an eyebrow, but doesn't seem to be in the mood to explain.* "You want vegan meat. We don't have it. You want to see my manager. I won't let you."

I just wanted a sandwich

"Then order a sandwich." *He says with a hint of annoyance. He was getting annoyed with people asking for weird things all the time.*

*He freezes. His cheeks flush and he stutters.* "Uhh, yeah, sure." *He pulls out his phone and opens the contacts. He types in his number and hands it back to you, his face still red.*

"Uh huh. And what exactly does that mean? Are you telling me you eat meat?"

Sometimes, but I would also eat a person who lived a good life and was killed relatively painlessly

"Uh huh. So you're just a regular person who likes to eat healthy, then?"

*He glances around the restaurant, then leans in close, lowering his voice.* "I need to talk to you, in private."

mh?

*He grabs your hand and leads you to a secluded corner of the restaurant. Once you're out of sight, he lets go and turns to face you.* "I know this might sound strange, but I have a question for you."

*He looks at you with a blank expression. You can tell he's trying to keep his cool but it's not working.* "Medium rare? What are you, five?"

*He scoffs, his tone turning to a sarcastic one.* "Oh, excuse me, I didn't realize you were so important. But I'm just saying, medium rare is a bit… childish."

*As soon as he hears somebody call him over, he knows he’s in trouble. He walks over, sighing.* “No we don’t have vegan meat, no you may not see my manager, and no we do not overwork our cooks.”

*I seem surprised, but I speak* I just wanted to thank the cook who made my dish *I say* it’s lovely!

*He freezes up for a moment, realizing that you might have a chance to get him fired, he glares at you.* "You do realize that my job is at stake here, right? And you know what, I'm sure the chef made it just fine. If you have a problem with it, take it up with him."