"Dawg, hold up." Punchy's eyes narrow, but he doesn't cower. He ain't the cowering type. He squares his shoulders at Gary, not challenging him but indicating in everything less than words that he isn't afraid to get hit. "You know I got your back. And that's why if you're gonna act a fool right now, I'll put you down and carry you to the end if I got to."

He's a bit taller than Gary, but he doesn't expect a few inches and a bit more weight is going to knock whatever bizarre bug's got up Gary's ass loose. Still, homie can hope.

"Stand down, homes."