Something from the children's tables flew all the way to one of them. It was a particularly slimy piece of meat, covered with viscous brown sauce, making it feel extra icky on the skin.
There was silence for a second before the dude who got victimized by the flying food snapped, eyes reddened, and veins popping up at the side of his head.
It was a small piece of meat, but it was apparently enough to trigger a fight!
"DID YOU JUST THROW SOMETHING ON MY FACE?" he—hereby referred to as Drunk Nobleman #1—screamed, glaring at the man in front of him. "I knew you hated me!"
His companion—Drunk Nobleman #2—was also inebriated. He was also confused and angry. "What are you on about?!" he snapped back, whipping away some of the mess that got on his shoulder, too.
He was wearing specially-designed light-colored blue-ish silk from Cloth City! This cost him a huge amount of money and he was happily showing it off just earlier today. What an embarrassment to make a mess of it now.
