White hot pain flashed through him as the wildly shot (he assumed) bullet got him. Thankfully, it was ultimately just a flesh wound, but damn if it didn't hurt. He hissed bitterly in response to it, holding back swears .He ducked back down behind the bar, and was crawling along the ground away. At this point, he was prepared to just make a mad dash for the door.<br/><br/>He frowned as he caught sight of the rat change into a man and make his announcement, fully expecting this one to be even more trouble... Except, it shockingly wasn't. Thank god for small miracles, eh?  Still, their was the matter of..."Ohfuckyou." He hissed the words out, slammed forcibly together in his haste. This was in response to the grub.<br/><br/>He waited for what seemed like a good moment, then he'd make his mad run for the exit.  He didn't care about his wound; he could tend to it when he got home.