[Wade doesn't falter. He rarely, if ever, backs down from a potential challenge. And it's time for this little punk to realize who he's messing with.]

Fine. You wanna go toe-to-toe with me? Let's dance, asshole. How much you wanna put down? How much you wanna bet that you can actually use that mouth of yours for something other than talking shit all day?

[His eyes narrow in a savage smirk.]

Because I have it on good authority that I could blow your fucking mind before you have the chance to even think "no homo".