"Watch yourself---" Guy warned, "Do you want to spend the night in a jail cell? Don't threaten my old man." He had connections, he would destroy the entire gang, plucking them off like baby rabbits out of the nest until Robin himself showed up. His eyes narrowed and he wished he had a sword to just chop him off at the knees. "I'm here to help, but if choose to attack an officer, you won't be getting a drink for days. Or months." Or ever.
Guy kicked a chair that had been turned on it's side and stood it back up. He took a seat as if he was invited to. "Have anything else to say?"