Raymond started to rub his fingertips in irritation. [i]Now, who in the world thinks they're high and mighty enough to raise their voice in here? At me?[/i] He turns around to answer his own question. To scratch that itch, if you will.
"Oh. The scrawny guy. Listen, you wanna go ahead and think back to what you said? Stepping outside to avoid making a scene? Well raising your voice and talking down to someone ain't much of a wise way to get that done, huh? I mean, unless you're looking to get beaten and thrown out. Get the fuck out of here. Come to think of it, I'm leaving, too. I'm done with this praying business, I'll try again tomorrow. So let's go. All orderly and whatnot. I'll hang around you in case you wanna cool off those nerve of yours by getting into a fight."