[He peers over with astonishment and disgust at first, but the stranger settles in at the bar, and begins to shovel the bounty of cake as quickly as possible. After receiving that mockery of a bill, most rational people would turn their nose up at the mysterious display set out for them. However, even the barest inspection of the spread should kick in the basest self-preservation instincts besides the fact! Once the man begins to choke, Mordecai breaks into an imperceptible smirk, and leans over to offer 'advice'.]

"It would take only the most stout individuals to weather the alcohol! It seems like whatever hasn't done us for in the desert is making another, more subtle attempt... in the dessert!"

[He was so damn clever. After the stranger coughs a few times, he scoffs inwardly. Some people couldn't understand a good joke.]

"I would avoid the cake, though. I could swear it almost smelled like vinegar. Oh!"

[He pretends to notice the mans plate, and raises his eyebrows in mock surprise.]

"Well, that's most unfortunate, isn't it!"