You talking to ME?
Coldy breaks an empty Jack Daniels bottle on the bar and waves the remains around in a threatening manner
C’mon, let’s hear it. What’s your problem dude? Huh? HUH??
wielding lightsaber
Yeah, you. Your shoes look funny.
Kvallulf throws his mug of beer at the both of them
Hehe, this is fun!
deflects mug of beer (sans beer, that’s going in my mouth) back at Kvallulf
A light sabre? You sci fi geek! That shit don’t work in Coldy’s Tavern!
throws Montfort a wine bottle
Fight like you got a pair!! And what’s wrong with flip-flops, anyway?
(ponch keeps playing the piano as beer mugs fly by his head, never missing a note)
get off my piano…(shoves innocent bystander off top of instrument.)
Don’t Waste the Booze!!!
The clogs, Cloggy, the clogs.
And, real men use lightsabers. 
Watches as the mug bounces off the wall
Hey now!!!
Whips a chair into the crowded section, and points over at Coldfire when people start getting back up
takes a moment during the break in the action to size up Canadian Sue
Mighty purdy, indeed.
throws himself through the window
I’ve always wanted to do that.
Yeah, Monfort. What a prissy name-Mon-Fort.
Lemmie show youse da proppa way ta brawl… < twirls 5 foot length , 1/2 inch-links nickel plated steel chain----smacks wussy Mon-fart upside his perfumed haid>
GRRRRR! :mad:
::leaps on tope of bar for the hell of it::
::Kicks random extra #5::
::does song and dance number::
C’mon, I can take you all! Even that sissy that always says he can whip any sumbitch on these boards! Yes, aha, you! You’re going out the window, straight into the horse trough.
Don’t worry Sue, we take our liquor seriously here at Coldy’s Tavern. No spilling, or they’ll deal with me and Mr. Broken JD here.
Learn to spell, Bosda di’whatever, it’s Montfort.
Haven’t you learned not to mess with a Jedi? sigh
Don’t SIGH in my Tavern, sissy-pants!
Would it be possible to get a drink in here, or are you boys too busy playing with your toys?
How YOU doin sweets? Sure, here’s a gin and tonic for ya. Look out for the flying furniture dear.
Oh, and these are not toys. Well, Montfort’s is, of course.
Don’t you dare go Jedi-geek on us, this here’s a respectable bar-fight; we don’t like your kind round here…
…'sides, I can out-geek you anyday
::chugs whiskey, falls over, lands on piano, charges ** Coldfire ** with pool cue::
: Silo walks in :
:: sits at the bar ::
::: gets a mug of Guinness :::
:::: Coldfire scares Silo ::::
::::: Coldfire is covered in Guinness :::::