Oh, big fucking rude and big fucking mood. They just wanna give us the bare minimum and let us fucking deal with it from there. Always remember that if they seem to give a shit, it's because we're food. They don't give a shit about anything else.

[He does tend to feel this way regularly, but he's in a particularly bad mood this week, so she's getting the brunt of this negativity now that it's been directed somewhere. Sorry, gal.]