Jonáš sat flabbergasted. “She – she just broke his nose.”
“Time to go in,” Marek pulled Jonáš towards the fist fight.
“You take the girl; I’ll handle the other guy.”
Jonáš looked terrified. “Why do I get the girl? I don’t want
my face destroyed!”
“Better yours than mine,” Marek grinned. Jonáš just rolled his eyes and
they entered the fight screaming fake siren noises. 