"Nah man. Thought I'd ask before calling you Clay and getting laid out on my ass." Gus was cocky and sure of himself. He knew he could probably win in a fight but he also knew that a lot of fights were won without swinging. This guy didn't seem the type to back down either and that's one public altercation he might not be able to afford. Hell, he didn't even know how to police fucking worked here.

That's not saying he didn't want to try a few rounds in the ring with the guy. Just not right now. He's loosing his steam to deal with it, despite where he's not at.