"Good job Sonya," he took her hand, but quickly released it. "You're catching on. I'm afraid that he will not succeed in this dealing... the one on the left is quite uninterested. It would seem that he doesn't think too much of him."
Shang Tsung took a sip of his water. "Outworld Taverns are quite different from this. I'd actually say this is quite preferable. No miscreants coming around."
Shang Tsung looked at his menu and frowned. "I don't know what hardly any of this is. I think I'll just have whatever you get?"