While this was going on, Sunny was watching with arms crossed and leaning against the table. He was more high now and drunk, and his mood made him not seemed to care as much as he would if he was sobered up. He still felt pissed of the amount of disrespect the man was showing in the nightclub, but also he knew that man drunk too much to handle as well. Sunny thought what to do in this situation. A brawl in the bar would not only be bad for the immediate people involved but also it might trigger other fights in the area and endanger the working people as well.
Sunny took out his cigar again and let out a long puff. "Why not let them race to settle their little difference... or they could do a mine duel." He suggested, drugged out but still being able to think somewhat clearly. "I'm in the mood for some entertainment anyway." He says.
