Ben catches Ibani's eye and rolls his when she obviously decides they're going off to catch a protection racket instead of their continued fun times. Maybe he just wanted a drink?

"And has he been bothering all the businesses in the area?"

"I don't know," the chef says quickly. "I think... maybe? Why would they single us out?"

A few reasons, Ben reflects, but none that he'd keep from them. He helps himself to one last cake, and looks back to Ibani.

"Have you had enough tea, my dear?"