"My ass you'll kill my dog!" Ivan barked back, deciding to punch him again in the same spot once he seemed to be focusing his attention one something other than Ivan.

"You broke my fucking table--and--," Ivan sneezed, sniffled, and looked to be on the verge of tears. "What the hell is this white shit?!"

He screamed in frustration, pounding the side of both hands on Volgin's chest, flailed at the snowfall of toilet paper.