Hearing the undertone in Dave's statement, Rafael raised an amused eyebrow as he looked at him. It wasn't that he enjoyed seeing his friend in distress, but it was rare to see Dave on the receiving end. Normally, Dave was the one orchestrating schemes and playful antics, so seeing the tables turned on him was a moment of quiet satisfaction for Rafael.
More so for the people he has schemed against. They must have been dying to see him in a sorry state.
Dave noticed the smirk playing on Rafael's lips and instantly felt incensed. He pouted and glanced at Hera, seeking some backup from her, only to find her disinterested in the matter. She was absorbed in studying the menu as if each choice were a matter of life and death, her brows furrowed and her left hand idly playing with her chin in deep thought.
Seeing Dave so aggrieved but no one to comfort him made Rafael guffawed right in front of him. "Serves you right!" He mercilessly threw at him.