Phoenix Maplewood my buddies, they drink liquor; sometimes I'll go along

The answer didn't make any sense to Kincaid, who was becoming annoyed by the wraith's unhelpful presence.

Well, if you're lookin' for trouble, I'd say you jus' about found it, he warned, scarred ears pushing forward atop his head. So whenever you get t'feelin' like a jackrabbit, mister, you jus' go ahead an' jump.

A little more of Kincaid's accent came out in the invitation, as it often did when he found himself riled up. He wasn't angry, per se, and rather hoped the brash tone he was using would cause the other to lose interest, and that the male would not take him up on the offer — if he did, however, he would find that Kincaid was not bluffing, nor was he an inexperienced brawler, even despite his very average size.