Germaine was not liking this. Not one bit.
He, personally was looking forward too tonight because of the food, and food always tasted better in the correct atmosphere; this was not right at all. Germaine did not want a re-visitation to earlier whereupon the atmosphere was so thick that one could cut through it with a hot knife, hell a spoon could have done it.

He knew fine well that the second he spoke people would grow wary of the fact that he may make an attempt to murder Wells shortly after a verbal beating; which wasn't far from the truth, the only thing stopping him was that he would not be able to have his dinner later.
Food had saved Well's life, and by Arceus he was going to enjoy it.

As anticipated a silence fell upon the group as he spoke - [color=red]"Well's. You're being childish, as Seras correctly stated; your need to rise up to anything and turn it into a provocation has already put you in bad stead with most of us here, and from what we all learnt earlier today; be it the hard way, is that this event is to celebrate who and what we are, despite what we've done in the past as a Pokémon, its the future that must now take precedence in our minds, for me, this is a particular challenge, but I'm making that attempt to let the past go.
Do the same, stop your pettiness and enjoy what has been set up for you... no; us."[/color]

The part Germaine left out in his head is that if this man turned the offer down, and they met again in the future with the context being more suitable, Germaine would get his chance at this man and teach him a lesson in civility; to appreciate the life he owns, or lose it for being ungrateful of the chance he has...
Germaines face dawned a solemn look for a fraction of a second when he realised that he had just contradicted himself, he shoved this thought aside for now however, dinner would be served momentarily and he was very hungry.

From all this however, one thing Germaine hadn't anticipated was the sudden outburst from Seras; oddly enough she looked like she was going to tear into him, he didn't want that though.
Germaine had the first place in a steadily increasing line.

[color=red]"Seras, why don't we get our seats? No doubt those that wish to enjoy a meal rather than cause a further disturbance to this day will join us as well."[/color]

[i]"Heh, look at me, the renegade playing the act of reason; admittedly my ulterior motive is food, but still, a new step for me."[/i]