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Dwight snatches up his knife, crouches in front of Ianto, and swishes the knife back and forth dramatically. "Come on, old man!"

"You're holding the knife wrong." Ianto says with a bored expression, motioning the dog to sit as she starts to crouch for an attack. Ianto is actually mildly amused now. These idiots have no idea. Calling him an old man… right now he has never felt so young.

"Huh?" When Dwight glances at his knife, Ianto chops his arm, the knife flies away, Ianto elbows the youth hard in the face.

Mort turns to the other youths, shakes his head "Sheesh. Oldest trick in the book. You twits better be ready for your own bashing. Taking on a Hoodlum… gotta be mad!"

With a howl, Dwight rushes Ianto, slams into him, fists flailing: The Fight Is On. The boy flails at Ianto, lands an occasional blow, but mostly just expends energy. Ianto, however, calmly and collectedly takes the young man apart.

Dwight manages a lucky shot, bloodies Ianto's nose. Ianto touches it, surprised; he smiles, actually pleased. Mort watches, amazed. "Oh shit boy… Jack is gonna kill you for that."

The youths can't believe it: Dwight's losing! The other youths charge in. And, for a minute, it appears Ianto is at a disadvantage... But not for long.

One youth slams against the counter beside Mort who has now lowered the gun to shake his head with amusement. The idiot slides to the ground, unconscious. Ianto fights, a grin on his face: he's having the most fun he's had in years.

Finally he is starting to wane and he remembers his weapon, stepping back and saying calmly "Attack."

Mi' Lady launches herself at Dwight and latches onto his arm, dragging him down as he yodels with shock, her vicious shaking making him shimmy on the floor like he is having an epileptic fit. Ianto stands back and folds his arms "You know… she will go for one of you next."

The two remaining punks grab their mate still crumpled by Mort, then turned to leave only to find the doorway filled with an enraged man who is moving swiftly, the Heddu Officer following him calling out with annoyance "Jack, come on. I am the bloody law around here!"

"Not now Gwen" Jack says as he reaches for one of the young men who yelps and runs for the other end of the store.

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Walter was more than pissed to find the extras for the latest movie were not adhering to their contractual obligations and spoke to the producers of said movie who had been clambering to get access to his studios in the first place. What followed was an epic arse chewing as they found themselves not only out of a job but blacklisted from every company that would or could ever use Walter's studios.

Wow.

Bummer huh?

Meanwhile… Ianto got his groove back baby… yeah!