He jumps, letting his fork clatter noisily on to his plate so he can reach down and grab his poor, mistreated leg. Got him right in the god damn shin bone that time. "Prove it!" He tries to glare all hatefully, but it ends up looking kind of gloomy instead.

The fucking bone, man.

"I wanna see for myself before we get in some serious shit. We're gonna go do somethin' smalltime first. It'll be like an audition."