[ Congratulations, Kurapika, you've brought the perfect rich boy snob along. Vanadi looks perfectly at home here, complete with his very expensive-looking deep blue gold-trimmed outfit. He's seated in one of the plush provided chairs, one leg crossed over the other, drink in hand. ]

The point of wealth isn't to hide it. [ That's airy, dismissive. He leans to pluck up one of those fancy snacks and eyes it. ] Take off the ... what is that, beef? Yes — take off the beef and you very well can eat this. Here, tell me how it is.