The two were pried apart as forcefully as the police could manage without being brutal, but, both mutually regarding the fact that they were being dislodged by the law, were for the most part cooperative. Vince, seemingly the aggressor, was not the initiator, and he raised his hands above his head to show that he wasn't going to resist, even as they cuffed him on the ground. He hadn't felt the cold, grinding affect of cement in quite sometime. It was thankfully not enough to scuff him.
The other man was shouting about how Vince started it, but he was only making himself look bad, obviously drunk, and while being cuffed slightly resisting.
Vince knew to keep his mouth shut.
"Is the girl okay?" he'd asked the officer, a swift response gave him a 'lookslikeit.' Vince was also smart enough to be aware that inquiring such a thing, would demonstrate that this entire might have been a defense in her honor.
Well, looked like Paul was going to have to be called after all. Because Lia was probably in no shape to drive his car back to his place.