Punchy nods. Even he has problems deciphering the Initiate's speech. How sad is that?

"Shit, son, you be tapping that Elsa boo? She's like, a ten on a scale of one to fine. Five up, dawg!" He holds a hand up to be high-fived. "But ain't she like, got five years on you? She be cradle-robbing you hardcore."

Not that that should be coming out of Punchy's mouth, since he's been trying to get with Joan Watson since the day he met her.