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a never mind option, you called her a dog,” Erik said as he rolled his shoulders slowly.
    The people beside Tommy moved out of their barstools.
    “I didn’t call her a dog ,” Tommy said in a matter-of-fact tone.
    I held Erik’s arm. As he started to move his right foot slowly toward Tommy. I watched his feet. As Tommy talked, Erik inched his right foot forward and his left backward. He raised and lowered his shoulders slowly.
    “You asked if she was my dog , which would be indicative of her being a dog ,” Erik corrected him.
    “ Indicative ? Who talks like that? Are you a biker or a school teacher?” Tommy laughed as he looked around the bar.
    “I’m the guy that’s going to teach you some manners, that’s who I am. You need to learn how to be respectful around people. Primarily women, ” Erik said, his tone becoming more authoritative.
    “Respectful? ‘ On my left’ is respectful? I heard that shit. Hey, bitch , on my left,” Tommy laughed, and made funny face when he said bitch.
    Obviously, Tommy was stupid, brave, or drunk.
    “I’m done arguing with you, you little cock sucker,” Erik took a deep breath.
    “Life is about opportunities and options. I’m going to give you both. An option to apologize and an opportunity to walk away. Now, apologize to the lady , and because you’re a mouthy prick you can apologize to me ,” The tone of Erik’s voice was different . This wasn’t going to be good.
    Everything happened so fast.
    Tommy, as soon as Erik said prick , thrust his hands out toward Erik’s chest like he was going to shove him. Erik’s left arm swept me forcefully behind him, and he stepped to the right, positioning me behind his left side. Tommy’s right arm fell short as Erik twisted his body.
    Erik’s right arm shot straight up in the air, and as Tommy’s left arm almost hit Erik’s chest, Erik’s arm came back down and circled around Tommy’s arm. Tommy’s right arm was now stuck in Erik’s armpit, and Erik held it there.
    Erik’s left hand hit Tommy in the face several times. Much faster than I could count. Tommy started to stumble backward, and as he did, Erik’s right foot swung in a circle, sweeping Tommy’s legs out from under him.
    Erik’s left hand immediately reached to his left and behind him, and touched me - as if to conform I was there. His head twisted to me and back toward Tommy instantly.
    Tommy’s feet came up, and he fell, lifeless – until the back of his head hit the bar.
    Several people sitting closely, and now watching said a uniform, “Oh shit” or “God damn” as his head hit the bar. Tommy ended up in a pile on the floor.
    Erik immediately turned to his left, and held his arm out.
    “Get ahold of my arm, baby girl,” he demanded.
    I grabbed his left arm and held it tight.
    Some people came to look at Tommy, and knelt down on the floor beside him.
    “Somebody needs to call an ambulance, he’s missing teeth, and he’s bleeding bad!” someone screamed from the floor in front of Tommy.
    “I really wish that kid would have apologized,” Erik said sincerely.
    “Hey, call the owner over here. Tell him Doc got in a fight,” Erik said to the girl behind the bar.
    I squeezed Erik’s arm as Tommy started to groan.
    Tommy looked up, and seemed confused.
    Within a matter of what seemed like seconds, a man in dark jeans and a dress shirt came walking up to us.
    “God damn, Doc, you paying for the stain on my floor?” the man asked as he stuck his hand out toward Erik.
    Erik shook his hand.
    “What happened?” he asked.
    “Well, as we were walking by, the kid …”
    “I already know what happened,” the man laughed, “the manager saw everything from the other side of the bar. I was leaving and he called me to come back. Said you gave the kid the option to cut out, and he hit you. Smart kid,” he said as he shook his head, looking down at Tommy.
    As Tommy was being helped up, the man turned back to Erik, “You’re good to go, Doc. I sent