Ithelus rises, the joke has rilled him. He opens his mouth to retort before thinking better of it. He walks over to Raffy and looks him in the eye. 'I see you have friends here... friends and powder. Dangerous combination, very much so.'

'Let me tell you,' he says, throwing his arms open, 'If you want to mouth off then save yourself the talk and take a swing. Or you can scurry back to your malcontent friends over there and stop making a fool out of yourself.' He is really hoping Raffy pulls his punches slightly.