Although Hunt's tone had approached civil, he hadn't come anywhere near an apology. Ricardo couldn't believe that every Englishman from the 70s was as much of an ass as this guy. Plus, he really wanted to *do something*. He may not remember any specific fistfights, but he was confident that he was damn good at them.
"I do, Gramps." Ricardo smirked at the Brit's glare. "Being a sexist jerk and constantly shooting your mouth off about it are two different things. So yeah. Outside." Ricardo headed for the outside door, daring Hunt to follow.
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[Dean/"Ricardo"] Fight club
Date: 2007-03-02 04:29 pm (UTC)Although Hunt's tone had approached civil, he hadn't come anywhere near an apology. Ricardo couldn't believe that every Englishman from the 70s was as much of an ass as this guy. Plus, he really wanted to *do something*. He may not remember any specific fistfights, but he was confident that he was damn good at them.
"I do, Gramps." Ricardo smirked at the Brit's glare. "Being a sexist jerk and constantly shooting your mouth off about it are two different things. So yeah. Outside." Ricardo headed for the outside door, daring Hunt to follow.