"If somebody hit you, you'd hit them back, right?"

I nodded. Seemed like an easy question.

"So you're just walking around every day waiting for someone to take the first shot at you?"

That one made me pause. "Well, it's not like people are running up punching me every few minutes."

"Doesn't matter. That 'Gentleman's Code' crap is just a giant Mexican standoff, with everyone pent up, a single punch away from Armageddon."

Hopefully it was just the alcohol, but Parker was starting to make sense.

"Tonight, we let those emotions out."

"And we start with that guy right there."