[Really, it is inconvenient of him. What kind of troll eats only vegetables? Dualscar gives him an odd look, then glances down at the menu, then up, beginning to scowl.]

You should havve told me about your preferences wwhen I proposed the restaurant. I didn't--

[He stops, giving a soft growl, and continuing in a less accusatory tone.]

This wwasn't meant to be a professional meeting, I thought you understood that. You're allowwed to tell me about preferences like that, or wwe wwon't both enjoy the experience.