>"Yeah, that's the little guy. Bolted on me after that oni tried to cave my head in."
>"Well, there was a white cat here a few moments ago," she says, "nibbling on some of the food that was knocked onto the ground. I, uh, kinda shooed him away so I could sweep it up. Sorry," she says, wincing a little. "Oh, uh, a medic came and took the guy off in a stretcher, by the way," she adds to Orange. "In case you were wondering what happened to him."
>"Good," Orange replies. "Um, did they say what kind of shape he was in?"
>"Just a broken bone or two, I think. Seemed to think he'd be fine."
>"That's good," Orange says, a measure of relief on her face. "Was anyone else hurt? I didn't see how it started."
>The girl shakes her head. "Just a bit shaken. I don't know what happened, either. The two of them just walked over, the short one started arguing with him, and the next thing I know she's knocking tables over." She shrugs. "The guy's a regular. Always seemed a half-decent sort; don't know his name, though."