"That's what you think this is about!? Thievery and fun?!?"

He doesn't mean to raise his voice, but it happens; even so, he grimaces a moment later, well aware how it is not helping his position.

After another moment, and a forced-deep breath, Robert gestures at the small table. "Just...sit down. I'm making coffee, and you're welcome to some, but if I'm going to stay here and be accused of things by you then I'm already at my limit."