He looks a little irritated by my question and ignores it, then I see him put his hand back in the bag then his If my jaw could've hit the floor it would have as up to his shoulder is now in the bag, he then looks up to me. "Riiiight. I have a magic bag stitched to the mouth of this bag. It is essentially a magic bag, just more durable." *Why the in the hell's does he have that and furthermore what else does he have in it?* He tosses me the fish steak. "And you want a soup of this?" the fuck is this guy…