Mary and Jess have just finished their first plates when the restaurant's manager shows up.
"Look," she says, watching the two very nervously. "I don't know what the hell you are, and I don't want to know, but... leave. Just go. You're scaring the hell out of my customers."
"*grnk* - Without paying?" Jess asks, licking some scraps of food off of her lips.
"Yes, just... go. Get out of here and don't come back. Now."