A muscle in Garth'zel's jaw twitches. "You're not who I'm pissed off with." Just to head that off at the pass. "I want you to act like you normally do when you're outside a cantina in there. Otherwise, I may have to murder someone if they interpret that pose as permission."

The best he could say about that happening is that whoever it was would die fast. He would not be kriffing around.