Oh hello, this looks hilarious. As Eda is getting reamed out by the irate husband, the very thing this situation needs is a warlord dressed in skimpy leather blatantly eavesdropping, right? Right.

Actually, scratch that. What it needs even more is that same warlord piping up from the peanut gallery.

"Does he look like he could throw a punch, dear?" she asks Eda, with a tsk. "Seems to me like he's taking his life into his hands confronting anyone like this."