The Disolate Scion

Give me this one

Disregarding the tirade, Zak retrieved his phone, opened the dialer, and placed it on the table, dialing 911 right before the man. His attention focused on the man's ring-laden fingers.

Zak chuckled softly, departing from his previous mild demeanor, his features taking on a somewhat shadowy cast. He spoke deliberately, "You've been drinking and made an attempt to harass me upon entering this establishment. Your actions fall under the purview of harassing a minor."

"Alternatively, should I call the police to have them inform your wife to come and take you home?"

Both statements left the man in a state of panic. He stammered, unable to fathom how Zak knew about his wife, and hastily stood up, his agitation causing him to stutter.

"N-no! Where did I... harass you? I was merely trying to... swat away the mosquitoes on your face. Don't call the police, and I won't eat here anymore. Seriously..."

Before anyone else could react, he made a hasty exit.

Moving at an accelerated pace, he st