No," Neculari said firmly, ending any fantasy Liam might be imagining with those dancers. Nick was not impressed. Sorin would have been, yes. But Nick was not. He ignored Liam's imitation of him. Liam didn't know. He only knew he wanted to punch him out again. Well, Nick was keen to avoid that. So before anyone forcibly decided Neculai's reactions, he took control of himself. Of his future. For better or for worse.
"Fuck off. I don't want to talk to you." Nick felt it was weak, even as he said it, but he let it through. Liam would have to be a real jackass to hit him now.