not expecting much of a threat, he's caught off guard by the first to kicks, managing to dodge the third and jump backwards, landing several feet away from them. "who are you? what are you trying to do? did you say... muffins?! what is wrong with you?!!! what's your deal?" he says in a state of pure confusion "now let them... oh... you did..." he drops his fighting stance "seriously, why are you criticizing me for being bad at<span style="font-weight: bold">my </span>job?"