[Of course Młynar reads the papers. He has one in front of him now, as a matter of fact, held up high enough that most people glancing his way won't see his ears. Młynar is not the most obvious of the people who have fallen into this one from dozens of others - that would be the two giant robots. But he's obvious enough for it to be annoying. Which, he supposes, isn't dissimilar to what Ms. Regnard two tables down over there must deal with. If she wants the privacy of a dark corner, let her have it. He may read the papers, but he's not some naive fool who believes everything in them, or who thinks a few articles gives them the knowledge to render judgement upon another human being.
The skinny, nervous fellow who came in shortly after Ms. Regnard, though, doesn't seem inclined to respect her privacy. In the ten minutes since he ordered his own coffee, he's been scooting his way closer along the bar, giving her what he probably thinks are furtive looks over a book he's clearly not reading. When the man artlessly drops his book, practically tossing it at Ms. Regnard's table in a transparent ploy to get closer to her, Młynar decides that's enough. It's annoying to be noticed, but less annoying than watching this idiocy.
He stands up and picks up the book before the man can reach it. If that happens to also put him between the man and his target...well, it happened to work out that way.]
You should be more careful, sir.
[Młynar's entirely neutral tone and expression do nothing to stop the man from staring incredulously at him and intoning-] What the fuck?
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The skinny, nervous fellow who came in shortly after Ms. Regnard, though, doesn't seem inclined to respect her privacy. In the ten minutes since he ordered his own coffee, he's been scooting his way closer along the bar, giving her what he probably thinks are furtive looks over a book he's clearly not reading. When the man artlessly drops his book, practically tossing it at Ms. Regnard's table in a transparent ploy to get closer to her, Młynar decides that's enough. It's annoying to be noticed, but less annoying than watching this idiocy.
He stands up and picks up the book before the man can reach it. If that happens to also put him between the man and his target...well, it happened to work out that way.]
You should be more careful, sir.
[Młynar's entirely neutral tone and expression do nothing to stop the man from staring incredulously at him and intoning-] What the fuck?