Opening Day Part 5

"Rule number two, " Dweezil said extending his claws, "Unless Ms. Tailer has extended a free drink, if you order a  beer, you pay for a beer.

And listen very carefully to rule number one," he continued poking him in the stomach with every word, as he backed Jack into the bar. "You do  not ever come into my bar and  humiliate, disrespect, or in any way give a hard time to my waitstaff.  Do I make myself clear?" He poked him a few more times, for emphasis.

"Oh perfectly," Jack answered stepping away from the bar. "And do you want to know what I intend to do about that." And without missing a beat, he lifted his beer and hurled it into Dweezil's face.

The bar patrons, gasping in unison, immediately tried to make themselves as small and insignificant looking as possible, so as not to draw Jack's attention.  No one wanted to be the next recipient of his all to familiar acts of random cruely.

Dweezil, however was completely calm. First he removed a napkin from the pocket of his apron, and after wiping his face, balanced himself, took hold of Jack's arm, and in one smooth move, flipped him over, landing him flat on his back on the floor.  He then placed his foot on Jack's stomach, in order to hold him down and asked politely, "Would anyone like to help me toss this trash out onto the street."

Diane, stepping out from behind the door, said, "Mr, Dweezil I would love to help you.  This asshole has had something like this coming for years."

From the back of the bar a voice called out as Harlan stepped forward,  "No Diane, this is family matter and I'll take care of it. He then walked over to Dweezil and asked, "Do you want the paws, Mr. Dweezil or the feet?"

"Harlan, you miserable little toad." Jack squawked, puffing himself up to twice his size and twitching his tail as best he could. You help this clown and I'll make your life such a misery, I'll..."

"I don't believe I gave you permission to open your mouth," Dweezil cut in, grinding his foot into Jack's stomach. "

"I'm really sorry Jack," Harlan said bending down in front of him, but you had no right to talk to Lyla like that, no right at all."

And with that the bar door opened and Squig walked in.