"Yeah, it's on and off for me," Jag admitted. "I just can't resist it, once in a while. Okay, no, on a regular basis," he admitted, standing up and looking around. Yeah, no, it looked like there were people to take care of your empty plates for you, but it rubbed him the wrong way. Still, he might not like it, but he didn't have much choice but to leave his plate there.

He just as reflexively patted his pocket to check for his pack, which was still there.