Maybe another day Apollonia would have had the patience to deal with such a rude customer, but today was not that day. She took a step back so she went from being positioned at his elbow to straight in front of him, her hand propped on her hip and directed a withering glare at him, her blue eyes shooting daggers at him.

“Perhaps if you’d lead with that, sir,” She said, the word ‘sir’ revealing exactly how much respect she thought him worthy of. “I might have made an exception and found you some somewhere. I could have one of the waitresses bring you a particularly strong cup of tea if you would prefer that.” Spiked with a sneeze, if you continue onward with this sort of attitude. She added in her head.