Zain was crouched on his seat, rather than actually sitting in it, and devouring the food in front of him in a less than respectful manor, bits of food falling onto his clothes or flying out of his mouth as he chewed with his mouth open. His feline like ears twitched ever so often and his tail flicked back and forth contently as he gnawed on a chicken bone. He only looked up when he heard two of the other people sitting at the table speak. [b]"No body gives two shites pisshats."[/b] He said, pieces of meat lodged in his fangs, before tossing the bone he was chewing on over his shoulder. He then used his tail to grab most of the ham off the center of the table and bring it to him, immediately digging into it.