“We OK on numbers?” I think he said as he chomped, chomped, chomped away.
I also think he said, “Have the checks been cut?” while he chewed with his mouth fairly wide open.
Shortly thereafter, he chucked some special sauce and lettuce on my closing statement while again attempting to speak. I was a nanosecond away from rebuking him when his client said, “Oh, lord — shut your freaking mouth when you chew!”
He had the decency to apologize again. I think. What I heard was, “Mmmm thwwwrrry.”