The drunk laughed. "This guy?" Briareos was stunned by her introduction, but he didn't budge. That was until the drunk took another attempt to invade his space and Briareos snapped. The pool stick was whipped around, pinning the guy back on the table. He pressed the wood into his chest. "Back off." It was defensive yes, maybe even some laden aggression at what Poseidon had tried to do to him and he not having the power to fight back.