Tars nods, short and sweet, and digs into his meal.

There's a disturbance at the far edge of the room. Voices raised, someone or something seems to be shoving its way into the room. A group of men start shouting and kicking, and the crowd gathers closer to see what the commotion is.

"What is going on?" Tars calls out.

A pitiful WONK! rises above the din.