[Dixon probably wouldn't respond well to that on a good day; on a day when he's been woken up and hasn't had a smoke in twelve hours and would take just about any excuse to punch someone's teeth in, he responds terribly.]
Mind the noi- hey, you little bitch! [He lunges to grab Waver by the upper arm.]
you have permission for Waver to do anything you want to Dixon in response
Mind the noi- hey, you little bitch! [He lunges to grab Waver by the upper arm.]