"So the only one that can actually go against me is whoever you're calling muscles. Everyone else, including you, gets to cheat." He goes over, looking like he has ever intention of grabbing the piece of wood he threw. Billy doesn't think Tommy will throw it back to 'teach him a lesson' or some bullshit.

But that's fine with him.

Reaching to grab it, he instead diverts to grabbing Tommy by the shirt to hold the little shit in place. There's so many things he could say, so many little one liners or quips but he doesn't. This little prick is a splinter under his skin and Billy is not having it anymore. So his free hand moves to clock Tommy hard in the face, not really caring where he aims. There's a yell to accompany it and he's debating if he should go for a second strike.