[Well, thankfully he was already masked up when he saw the obvious situation of a man three sheets to the wind being too belligerent to accept the no. On the other hand, he has some rather uncomfortable shooting pains in his arm.

What wonderful timing. But he supposes given the man's state, he didn't need to be at his best, just quicker. From the shadows, the drunk would feel something sharp poking right at his back]

I believe the Lady told you to leave her alone, and I suggest you listen.