[ By the time he's aware of the lady tapping his arm, she already has her phone out, and he puts his other hand over hers where it rests on his arm and gives her his best, albeit slightly tired looking, smile. ] No, look, I'm fine. Got carried away planning something in my head and some of this exceptional food went down the wrong way. [ 'Exceptional' with that tone could mean either way, he'll leave that up to them. A couple more exchanges, and he returns to his plate, the woman and the man whose attention she had also attracted. He looks at it for a moment, then slides his gaze over to her, watching. To her credit, now that he's not trying to convice people of something, his voice is husky and rough. ] Something wrong?