[Aw, man. He sighs and moves over to grab another plate, surreptitiously readjusting his headphones as he passes Chika.]

Well... If they're gonna keep throwing those things over here, maybe we should go stand somewhere else. [He glances down at the latest blitzball, which after bouncing off him rolled a little ways across the sand before bumping gently into one of the legs of the nearest table.] What in the world are they playing, anyway?