[Poggio]

Galvin moved with sluggish reflexes. They were quick enough for him to move from his position to grab the others lapels and pull him over the desk, but the man could have avoided it if he was expecting it. "Don't yell." He growled in a soft tone. He closed his eyes feeling the constant metronome against his head. He let the man go and moved to fix his hair back in place. "We had a talk about safe biting so every one is aware of the changes to the clubs rules."