"With a deep sigh, the captain (Alatrieste) started to get up from the table. Don Francisco, who had already drawn four fingers of his sword from its scabbard, shot him a comradely looks of thanks, and even had the brass to direct a couplet to him.
'You, Diego, whose Sword so nobly defendsThe name and honor of your family...''Do not Fuck with me, don Francisco,' the captain replied illhumoredly. 'We will have our fight with who we must , but do not fuck with me.'That is how a true man talks! (said Quevedo)"--- From Captain Alatrieste by Arturo Perez-Reverte