[The scene: One of New York City's many twisting alleyways.
The characters: One scrappy idiot dressed in green and a group of four very ticked off men.
Firo swaggers up to the closest member of the group, the tip of his hat barely reaching the man's eye level. He cranes his neck back to look the thugs' leader in the eye and takes one hand out of his pocket to poke him in the stomach.]
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The characters: One scrappy idiot dressed in green and a group of four very ticked off men.
Firo swaggers up to the closest member of the group, the tip of his hat barely reaching the man's eye level. He cranes his neck back to look the thugs' leader in the eye and takes one hand out of his pocket to poke him in the stomach.]
Come and get me, tough guy.