They already know he's an eight year old. Not hard to pick out an eight year old in a bar.
And having a rap sheet is nothing to brag about. It just means you got caught with your hand in the cookie jar. I'm happy you managed to find such pride in brazen incompetence.
If you want to go a round, fine then. Meet me in front of the front gate of Remnant headquarters. I'll be the guy in the power armor. Be sure to brag about all your crimes, otherwise I won't know it's you.