"A fever, actually," Mephisto explained, and then his brow quirked, as he realized exactly what set this into action. "It's most likely food poisoning. Excuse me." He bowed his head before standing and walking with long, rushed strides to the back of the shop, to the restroom.
Ten minutes later, he returned, having splashed his face with water afterwards, and was drying it with a paper towel as he sat back down. "As you were saying?"