Ideally the other man would take his advice and just leave. It's a rarity, outside of his lecture hall, that people take his advice. Surely it's some kind of curse. It's this previous experience that keeps Ritchie set in his ways-- he's not about to eat shit because some stranger wants his way.

"You're right. I don't. And I won't ever if you refuse to answer some basic questions and resort to throwing your weight around instead.'