"hey I remember you!" said a man pointing at Argyle with an arm in a cast, looking over his neckbrace. "You were at that bar where you busted up the place. Well I'm gonna bust you up, you mutie!" Argyle finished his drink, signaled for Tyrone to stay where he was (they hadnt recognized him,) and began to walk out the door. "Hehe, I've learned manners since then, and Im not a lazy drunk like you are." The drunk hit him in the neck with a pool stick. Argyle turned around and cocked his neck to the side to stretch it out. "That was impolite.." Argyle threw him through a row of tables, and walked out the door.