After the bandits were taken care of, Michael came out of the kitchen to assure the customers that this type of thing wouldn't happen again.
But surprisingly, instead of being angry that their dining experience was ruined by the bandits, the customers began approaching the Dragonborns and giving them praise. They were impressed by their swift removal of the bandits, even at the cost of some property destruction.
"Hehe, of course! That's just what I do on the regular," Zion boasted, scratching his nose.
Jaku hit his younger brother on the head with his sheath. "Idiot. You created a hole in the restaurant."
"Ow!" the red-scaled Dragonborn glared at his older brother. "What's the big deal? We'll rebuild it anyway."
"Tsk tsk. It's not the rebuilding that I'm worried about. What do you think will happen to this restaurant once it's under construction? You think they'll still sell chicken?"
