[Nora's stare at Yata over his cake-hors d'oeuvre-miscellaneous finger food is just about as what the fuck as the general state of the Yata right now. In fact, he actually finishes chewing before he picks up another morsel from the small pile he dumped on the table and points it at Yata's head--]

What, are you choking or something?? What the hell was that?!

[And then he's going to, uh, whack him over the head with the non-food side of his fist. That's how you stop a person from choking, surely.]