How cute. [He lets out a chuckle.] You really think you have a choice in this matter.

[The threat of being tossed out might not bother him but how about being read for absolute filth in the middle of this darling little cafe? Humiliation is a great deterrent for smug little smart-asses with a rancid personality equal to that of molded cheese. It’s not often that Rosen gets to do something like this, especially since everyone around here seems fairly decent for the most part. However, he’s been itching for just the opportunity and it finally has arrived.]

How about you take your basic bitch, Gacha-game haircut and yesteryear’s fashion on out that door before I break a fucking table over your head? It’s pretty obvious you’re not here to support the endeavors of this cafe. So how about you take your two dollar ass out of here before I decide to make change.

[On cue, Rosen takes a step back and takes off his suit jacket. This little uniform cost him a small fortune, so he’s not about to ruin it with this loser’s blood. He makes a show of rolling up his sleeves as he watches the little cuss. Yes, he’s absolutely serious about tossing this little twink out of here.]

You got ten seconds and we’re already down to seven, bitch.