“There’s blood on your shirt.”

“Oh. Sorry, I’m… on my period.”

“Given the blood is on your collar, i certainly hope that’s not what it is. Did you really pick a fight with that weirdo for flirting with the waitstaff?”

“That wasn’t flirting, that was harassment! And I didn’t pick a fight I just hit xir like, eight times. And then xe bled on me.”