Keep going

"Yeah Craig, I found my spine. What you going to do about it?"

Craig draws himself up but before he gets a chance to even open his mouth, your jabbing your finger at him, venom dripping from your mouth. "Seriously, I've had it up to my eyeballs with your shit. What the fuck is wrong with you? You treat everyone like this or just me? I'm done with it. You hear me, you shitcunt? I'm done with everything you are. Don't speak to me, don't look at me, don't even walk into the same room as me anymore or I will end you!"

You can see Craig backpedaling. You can feel it, almost smell it. His power is gone and he knows it. You can almost taste the fear dripping out of his pores. But he is nothing if not a confident salesman, and he keeps his cool. "How you gonna do that?"