"Oi! Get a glass! That cupboard right there," he pointed to the one behind Noctis. "You're the first weredragon I've ever met, so I don't know much about you. Except so far that you're a rude brat." He turned the broiler on to heat. "Don't push. So far I've been pleasant to you. You push me too far and the least that will happen to you is I'll dump your ass back at the auction house and ask for my money back." He pulled out a cast iron skillet and had to check himself from slamming it on the stove. With his strength, it might put a good dent in the stove and possibly the pan.