John's nose turns into a rushing fountain of blood as he's knocked a step back by the napkins. He wipes the blood off of his upper lip, then examines the reddened hand and smiles. He gingerly strokes Kijani's cheek with it and whispers in her ear, "You excite me sweetheart, but I'm not sure that's something you want." He easily picks her up and moves her back a few yards before returning to Connor. He says calmly as his nose quickly stops bleeding, "I saw you fingering that suit of yours. If you want to use it, suit yourself." He stops speaking for a moment as he laughs at his own unintentional joke, then continues, "I'm more than happy to take this outside, but know that if you suit up, so will I."