This pig is working it. Desperate for the affirmation of death—the "food" animal's Great Validator—he ties on the apron, slaps on the hat, and sells, sells, sells!
If his unnatural hue and undeniable flavor aren't pulling them in and filling the seats, then he'll tout every amenity he can think of. We're assuming free wifi is only the latest in a long string of come-ons.
Look in his eyes. With every muscle, he pleads. It's his life on the line and he's savvy enough to know that if his employers go under, he'll have nothing to look forward to except living.