Shaolin Sam erred on the side of caution, agreeing with the suited man's plight, but just as he was about to chime in with his own mediation, a loud war cry droned everything out. 

[b]"NYEEAH!"[/b]

Sam let out an aggravated sigh as a table arced high towards the group of bounty hunters. He was looking forward to drinking the hot tea he bothered the bartender to serve him, but that was unlikely to happen now. Still, he moved it carefully off to another table where two reptilian women sat. 

"Can I leave this here for a second?" Sam smiled. The ladies' fork tongues slithered out from their mouths as they returned the gesture. Sam bowed respectfully before turning around, revealing a very serious face. With lightning fast reflexes, his left hand unholstered the gun on his hip and fired directly above the bounty hunters. Two loud [i]pangs![/i] were heard, followed by the collapse of the rusty chandelier that would fall on the bounty hunters if they weren't quick enough to roll away from harm.