When she mentions the fish he literally sticks his tongue out.  "You try and feed me fish and I'll make sure you wear it instead," he says with a sickly sweet smile.  "Steak, sausage, rice, baked potato."  A look at the kobold, whom he sees as a midget, he waves.  "Hey man.  How're the guys?"  The kobold chatters away for a few moments telling him, effectively, that a number have come down with something from overworking themselves.  Of course, the little guy shoots a quick look at Liz that shows the severity of the truth.  Then he rambles out of the room.<br/><br/>"I hate the fact they're worked into the ground," Brian said.  "They're good guys.  They just seem to be taken for granted because they bust their asses around here.  They should, I dunno.  Own this place or something, as much as they work."