Max was taken back by how Raisel responded. He knew what to expect but it still surprised him. Max had new found respect for Raisel, he thought the young man would crumble before him honestly. Max took him for one of those who pretended to be tough but were just really wimps. But he was wrong, Raisel actually looked like he could genuinely kick some ass. Max gave a lop sided green and raised his in the air and took a step back. He didn't feel like getting into a fight much less being punched in the face. "Be my guest..." Max bowed slightly, one hand across his stomach and the other doing a sweeping motion towards Raisel's friends. When Raisel passed him by he straightened up and ordered a whiskey on rocks. Max leaned against the bar and observed Raisel for a bit before turning around and grabbing his drink. Clubbing really wasn't his scene, so after he finishes his drink he planned on leaving.