"A smart ass. I always loved them. It makes training so much more interesting," Sam answered, smiling. This was the only time he liked Kinney too, when he could beat him up and have a valid reason for it. "And I'll do it for free, so you don't have to worry about the money."
The man really didn't believe him and Sam didn't want to take away G's fun, but he couldn't help himself. "After lunch, you'll get your first lesson on weapon safety together with your handgun, badge and shield. A knife you'll have to buy yourself or wait until someone gives it to you. They are standard gift for certification around here. I'll let you use mine in the meantime."
Sam shrugged. "Depends how long you can stay up." He start attacking, and unlike what Specter expected, it wasn't anything fast or violent, more like what a street punch could try while trying to rob you than how a SEAL would take you down. His punches were moderated, because he knew that like it or not, he wasn't just a street punk and could do some serious damage. At this point, he wanted to see their reactions more than anything else.