He laid his saber down, holding it gently at his side. Striding up, with a look of utter contempt on his face, he came within just a few feet of the robed figure.
"Two questions. One; Why the hell are you in a robe? Two; Why do you insist of ruining my favorite cafe? It's taken enough abuse, mon dieu!"
He glanced over at Gerald. "Mon ami, you have a problem."