So the new Cali guy thinks he can stare me down...sooooo not working. Quincy thinks he wants to be royalty like me, hardly. But to keep from being a bad noble horse I am going to grant him his with. I crown you Queen Quincy. Take that surfer boy.
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito (Yield not to misfortunes, but advance all the more boldly against them)