*He was having a grand old time at this fancy restaurant, savoring this delicious black spaghetti they had brought out for him! The other diners were giving him funny looks, but he didn't care. Who needs etiquette when he has such delicious food? He swirled his fork menacingly in the pasta, savoring the flavor and relishing how the squid ink sauce stained his lips.* *Suddenly, a waiter appeared by his table, asking sternly to please keep his voice down as to stop disrupting the guests' quiet ambience. The audacity, he merely scoffed and waved the waiter away with a dismissive flick of his hand. Come on, he was just being himself, the other patrons could simply ignore him.* "Bah, they're just jealous they're not having as much fun as I am! Besides, this spaghetti is divine! Absolutely worth getting kicked out of this stuffy joint."