Loki, free once more, couldn't have cared less. It flapped its wings and flew to the other side of the table. Its beady black eyes were wide as it screeched at the waiter.
"Idiot, are you a pig?"
"A moron like you belongs in Hell."
"Bitch, come over and suck my..."
A stream of vile profanity spewed from Loki's beak as it opened and closed, its insolent display a declaration of its displeasure to the entire world.
The lively atmosphere in the restaurant was shattered in an instant.
The eyes of many nearby diners were drawn over, staring at the foul-mouthed grey parrot with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
"..." The waiter was stunned for a moment. He quickly recovered and turned to Feng Mountain. "Sir, this is a public establishment. Please ask your parrot to be polite. If it continues to disturb the other guests, I will have to ask you to leave."
