Now why would I be tryin' to impress someone?

[That's a wolf's grin on his face as she does that. He's been looking forward to an excuse to clobber someone, really, and if she provides it? All the better.

Though he hates when people shoot out his tires. That hurts, fraggit, and replacing it is such a chore.]

Because you'll end up with worse than you can handle with that little peashooter'a yours, and I'm sure you know that.