"Even when you put others at risk? What did you do before you got here?"

He comes to a halt at a food stall, the smell of various street food reaching his nose. Mmm, he takes one of the kabobs, or two with his free hand, devouring them. The stall owner could do nothing but watch, stammering incoherent words. Who the heck would dare to demand a man that could easily crush them to pay up?