What do you mean, my money's no good here! Look at this! It's real gold!

[ Lina slams her hand down angrily on the counter, glaring at the batarian behind it. ]

Honestly? Your food -- whatever it's made of -- doesn't even look that good! But I'm really hungry, and I have gold, so why won't you just take it?

[ The batarian makes some rude comments in Lina's general direction. It's clear her temper isn't weathering the interaction very well. ]