A boy named Sous

To everyone else, it probably looked like Tad just randomly lost his balance and flailed his arms as he dropped to his knees. He wobbled his way back up and glared and kicked at Priestly, as though he was the one who'd just kicked him. Priestly got an arm up in time to block the kick and just blinked back.

"Go check on Priestly and Tish," Trucker said softly, turning his head back towards Dinah, Jen, and Piper, but not taking his eyes off of Tad. "I've got this one." He strode forward, his arms held out. "Hey shit head. Why don't you try the old hippie?"

"Trucker," Tish called. "Don't."

"What is it with you people?" Tad stared at all of them. "She's a cheap piece of ass, who cares about her?"

"That's it, pretty boy." Trucker flexed his arms and settled into a martial arts stance. "Keep talking."