[ god. matoba was about to say something absolutely deranged that would make bradley sweat before they got interrupted by this gaudy gentleman oni and brad is absolutely vibing with his style - look at that purple suit and those sunglasses. amazing. gotta tell the tailor back home to make something like for him. but other than that, it's obvious this guy just wants trouble, thanks to whatever matoba puts in the water for everyone that meets him. ]

Tch.

[ it seems calling matoba his slave wasn't heard by all the patrons, or perhaps it only worked with the cook, so he takes the only other approach he could think of (literally, there was no other way).

he abruptly wraps an arm around matoba's shoulders, pulling him close aggressively, glaring back at the oni. ]

Who, this guy? He's my date. Really good with his mouth, too. We're just here to eat 'cause I wanted to come here, we'll leavin' in a minute. Buzz off.