[Quentin doesn't protest being dragged along, but he does give the person who threw the milkshake a very dark look. Yes, the eyes are bulging a little. He will bite anyone who's hands get too close to his face at the moment.]

Hey, quit it! You try any other shit, and-

[He hasn't planned this far. His inability to lie is really biting him in the ass right now.]

And I'll fucking break you. Don't even fucking think about it! Let's scram, this place isn't even worth our time, kid-

[And now time to absolutely book it, because Quentin may have just dug this hole a little deeper. Sorry, Peter.]