for funsies, whatevah

[toughcatholic]

Mac puts his hands backwards on his hips, bending his back, looking like a proper housewife angry with her husband.

"Look, just because I'm a security guard doesn't mean you get to talk down to me. Though I've made an ocular pat-down, I still don't trust you, so you better watch your tone. Or I'll have to--"

he chops the air, makes a whoosh sound,

"--escort you to the curb."