Tch.... [Miguel smirks.] What do your 'honorable ethics' mean to me? It seems you've already decided that I'm a dog, so I'm merely playing my part.

-But, if you insist... I'll let you get a taste of my fist instead. [Drunkenly swaggering in place, Miguel doesn't bother with any kind of fighting stance. He merely holds his hands out now, in a very 'come at me bro' fashion.] Make your move.

Vamos allá!