[ Cisco just smirks, eyebrows raising in skepticism and cockiness. It's nice, to have someone he can goad a bit like this, who he knows can take it. ]

I grew up with very little supervision in a world with the internet. Your ass is grass, Legolas.

[ And he points over at the nearby booth, but before Taako can go over and give it a shot, he holds up a hand and asks: ]

What's the prize for the winner? I mean, I feel like we should establish that before we get started, shouldn't we?