[Elle turns around, as if she could somehow see what he was doing from the back of her head. She holds up another glass as if to dare him to do something. He recoils and takes a step back. Only when he's further way, she relaxes and sits down.]

I had a lot of jobs dealing with the worst of people. Making enemies comes with the territory. Besides, I don't think that guy was gonna walk away if someone asked him to leave. These brats are sure persistent though.