"Hmm," Loris muttered in thought. "I'd like the tofu, actually, please," he decided, handing the menu over to Kelly. Tofu did sound like a one-up to egg-substitute. Taste never really was a concern with Loris, though. It was more of a 'save the animals' sort of thing, since he couldn't bear the thought of eating an unborn chicken. With the order entered, he grabbed a nakpin from the dispenser at the table and unfolding it. He placed it gently on his lap and then looked at Joaquin, who still seemed to be silently fuming. In fact, it wasn't so much his brother's ridiculous diet that was getting to him now, it was the incessant noise of hands beating on a table that was getting him riled up.<br/><br/>"Hey," Joaquin called over to the guy at the table across from them who was currently creating some sick beats with his hands. He rose a little, getting up a few inches from his seat, keeping his knees bent under the table. "Do you want to keep it down? People are trying to order food here." He wasn't looking to start anything, he just genuinely wanted some peace and quiet while his idiot brother ordered his shitty vegan meal. And this guy was definitely not helping.<br/><br/>"Hey, easy," Loris chided, reaching over the table in order to push Joaquin back into his seat. When he had successfully restrained his brother, he decided he should apologize for his brother's ridiculous outburst. He looked over sheepishly at Cole and then said, "Sorry. He hasn't eaten breakfast. He gets a little nasty when he's hungry." Then, Loris laughed and lifted his hands up innocently, looking for a way to clear the tension in the air, "You know, you're not you when you're hungry."