Randal tenses up as the hand places upon his shoulder. He takes the insult placed upon him with a grain of salt and his first extinct was to spin around and crack the man behind him in the face with his fist.. no…the knife in his pocket. For that is what Randal did, he was an executioner for a group of no good people frowned upon in society. Instead, Randal simply sighs and stands, “Ignorance, gentlemen, is more disgusting than anything else in the entire world.” He explains, sharp green eyes staring straight through this ‘Will’ guy, “Ignorance of a fellow human being is even worse, it shows less class and character than a mere child.” His eyes view the man behind him, whom if he had caught Randal on a bad day, would be hunted like an animal by Randal’s friends, “To you kind sir, your ignorance is that of situational circumstances.” A smile slides across Randal’s face as he picks his fedora up from the stool next to his and places it atop his head, “Gentlemen, there is no longer a place in my world for your ignorance.” And with that he slides the man’s hand from his shoulder and exits the bar. Rain falls upon his clad black suit as evil green eyes view a road sing which he casually begins to walk toward. He pulls the 7 inch blade from his pocket and begins to wildly stab and beat the road sign yelling, “Who the fuck do they think they are talking to! Who the fuck do they think I am!!” He simply collapses and begins to sob, images of her flash into his mind so quickly, each one tearing a new scar in his ripped up heart. He simply lays there before realizing his car had been towed and he had to walk as many miles as he could now.