*sneers—* Hey, fuck you, too, Dave. *—but the words are lost under the angry echoes all around, and someone's already pulled out a cell phone (calling the cops)*
*glares at Mae Ellen, pretty and angry and keeping her yap shut (no help there)* *laughs, an ugly sound* Y'know what? Keep your shitty wings'n retarded kids. Whatever. *stabs a finger in your direction then, hissing* You're a fuckin' dead man, pansy-ass. Y'hear me? Fuckin' dead.
*shoves (or more accurately, is shoved) through the crowd of heavies and rubberneckers and is gone in moments*