[Badou shoots Jojo the most assholish mocking smile he can muster] Or I could just put you in a dumpster like our forefathers before us an blow this popsicle stand, kyoudai. 'm glad you finally fuckin' realize the professionalism we're gonna need here, since clearly you ain't got it. Leave it to the big boys, brah.

[Just. The loudest of sighs pops out of Badou's mouth. He even slaps a palm against his forehead, not too loud but just enough to get the point across how disgusted he is- does this guy think?? Does he at all?? He got a dickshooting death wish? He apprecia...ted? the attempt at brainwork but this just didn't do it.] You may be a cocky shit but I ain't puttin' your ass on the line like that if I don't gotta. It'd be four on one, an as much as these guys might be afraid of jocks on steroids, they're packin' more than your twelve pack. Back to the drawin' bored, tactful dong.