"Y'know, Fei-hung, you're like the cat's ass-- making old crowface dance like that! He's alwyas full of bullshit," one of Fei-hung's friends complimented, eating his fish balls.

"This is my gift, alright? Saw how he was dancing just now?" Fei-hung chuckled, eating with a toothpick.

"Sure did all of us," one of them replied.

"Gee, gee! That's not bad!" one of them said, ogling at you.

"Then go have some more, dumb head."

"I was talking anout that chick over there! Wow, that frame she's got!" he exclaimed, pointing at you, "Sexy! Imagine what it'd be like to be kissed by her."

Fei-hung snickered, "Kissing's for children-- I bet I could get her to hug me! I bet a whole dinner on it." He got up from the wooden bench and strode over to you, looking around for tricks to use.