[Munch's Master]

Dek was getting frustrated with the bickering, and knew he better be getting on with the operation.
"Look..er...oh, I'm sorry, I don't know your name. Anyway, Praetyre I assure you is a highly qualified and honest Vykker and I, well, you don't have to trust me, but I do suggest that you shut up ad let me get on with treating your friend. All this mindless arguing is merely delaying the operation, and if you continue to prod and poke at our moral fibre, I'm afraid I'll have to get Arthur to escort you out."

Arthur cracked his knuckles without any show of menace, after all, it's hard to have an aura of menace when you're *slightly* overweight and slouching.
"I suggest ya listen to Dek. He's a good doc, lil' eccentric sure, but a good doc."