“And who do you think you are, addressing me with such disrespect?”
The man noted more than a hint of distaste in the woman's voice, coupled with the sense that she believes she belongs in a realm above everyone else. The former was clearly not the case just because she thinks she more than small-time does not mean she is.
“Who am I? Yeah I may be a small-time merc’ but don't be going and treating me as if you are anything but the same. Besides I asked who the hell you think you are, prancing around like you own the damn place. I will give it too you that you do look like you could may know what you could be doing. But on the other hand, you work for that jerk-off pansy.”
Pausing a moment to think, he guesses the name. “ What’s his name... Scorchdick?”