Guido frowned taking a step close to stand behind Molotov. The smile was quickly receding. He didn't want this to end in a fight, because...well, he didn't want to accidentally snap anyone's neck. That was not a fun thing to do. Still, this guy was irritating Molotov, and that was reason enough to at least...impose himself a little.

"I don't think I'm the one the lady wants ta leave 'pal'."