"Hey! It's a Clown Buddy!" Rattlesnake Jack declared, as he did enjoy clowns. Rodeo Clowns were good people and Jack felt that, perhaps he had met a new compatriot and ally, one that wasn't a complete city-slicker. However, he soon discovered this to be wrong, as he was getting charged at by said clown. "Wai-" That is when he had the clown's gloved fingers wrapped around his throat as he was being violently throttled and shaken. Hacking and gasping, Rattlesnake Jack quickly reached to his twin guns, and took two quick shots with pepper-spray bullets. 

He didn't aim at the clown, as he didn't particularly have that luxury, what with being throttled, probably to death, oh and the fact he couldn't properly stand due to the strange substance he found himself slipping on earlier. The bullets ricocheted around the pod, as one bounced around in a strange manner, one even doing a small loop-de-loop in front of the clown's face, before whizzing around his head to hit him in the nose. The other, to strike the back of his head.