The man shrugs and gets your hand off his shoulder.

"This is between me and the lady here. Why don't you go back to whichever monastery spawned you and meditate s'more? Maybe it'll teach you to keep your nose out of others' business!"

He shoves you back - he is strong, and fast, but you have a pretty good feeling you could take him in a fight. His friends laugh at you, almost daring you to start something. Some of the other patrons leave the teahouse, and the others seem agitated.

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