Matt ignored the comment about how he spoke. He knew tons of people that talked like him. Some little twit wasn't going to get at him for that. Digging into his jacket pocket, the older pulled out a screwdriver, and in a very out of character way, held it as if it were a knife. "We'll see how much doing what you want happens when I take your eyes. Ungrateful little shit." Matt didn't get mad often, but something about this kid was pushing all the wrong buttons in the shop keeper.