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Cerulean stood up and held his hand over his - holstered - sidearm. "Mike, " he spoke calmly, "I thought you were the one who just mentioned manners."
A team of security guards came running to the scene. Cerulean signaled for them to stay back.
"I wouldn't call.. This.. Good manners."
He walked a little closer to the table Mike was at. "Now how about you let that man drink in peace? You might think you're impressing me, but I don't need people who can't control themselves."
