“What the fuck did you say?” I demand, standing over their table. The guy sits back, smirking at me. “She’s a clumsy cow. You, on the other hand—” “Oh shit,” I hear Faye curse as I grab the back of his head and smash his face into the table—twice for good measure before I release him. He scrambles back with a shout, tears running from his eyes. His nose is busted and bleeding everywhere.
