[Viktor, good gracious. Palamedes snorts and nudges him under the table again, for his criticism. Be nice to waiters.]

I think slapping a whole fish on a plate is alarming no matter what the fish looks like. [Blood and bones and corpses, normal, but food that looks at you? Weird. He prefers fish that's fried in sticks, he's decided.] The mushrooms are decent, there.

[He's not super interested in the mushrooms, looking back towards those mysterious curtains from earlier, and then in the direction the waiter walked off in. Hmm.]

We have options for getting lost. [He wiggles his fork again, gesturing vaguely at each.] What do you think?