“I’m not joking!” Ah, that’s snapping. “What if it wasn’t just the stupid diner? What if it was worse? If something happened, I got no fucking clue where you are and more’n enough people here to stop me finding you. Don’t look like I’m some hen, you little prick, how’m I supposed to do my job if I dunno where the hell you are?”

He’s just moody. And probably hungry. And this isn’t home, Kobra Kid, you can’t just wander off.