Seeing that the fat man was about to be scared out of his wits, Tate crouched down and gave him a mischievous grin. "Listen up, fatty. If you get even a tiny detail wrong, you'll be the one hanging on the wall tomorrow."
The fat man was startled and nodded hastily.
Tate continued, "Remember, the ones who came today seeking revenge are a gang called the Bloodfighters. Their leader is named Jeremy. Got it? Need me to say it again?"
The fat man replied quickly, "No need. I've got it all memorized!"
Tate patted the man's chubby face. "Good! Make sure to remind your bartenders and hostesses to remember what I just said, understand?"
The man said hurriedly, "Understood."
Tucker and the others chuckled, grabbed their bottles, and followed Xander as they turned to leave.
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