[ He laughs, loud and hearty, and leans back with his arms behind his head. Despite how loud he is, his presence still goes ignored by everyone else.

He reaches down to take another french fry. ] Only if you do it wrong. You've got to hold your hand like this - [ He makes a fist. ] - With your thumb on the outside. And lead with your knuckles.

[ He mimes throwing a punch, just to demonstrate. ] Or you could wait until your ten-year reunion when you're more successful than all of them, but that's no fun.

[ And most of 'em would be dead by then anyway, but he won't drop that little detail. ]