Dalton circles the men — and two women — sitting in the chairs. Like a predator around prey, or a shark around the little fish. He weeds out the weak and inferior employees of the Double Deuce, sending one after the other storming angrily out of the bar. As he walks, he speaks:

“All you have to do is follow three simple rules. One, never underestimate your opponent. Expect the unexpected. Two, take it outside. Never start anything inside the bar unless it's absolutely necessary. And three, be nice.”

Then he gets to you. He pauses, eyes you intently. Scanning you, searching for some flaw or crack in your exposure. Instead of listing out your weaknesses and sending you out, he keeps walking.