Itachi grunted as he ducked under yet another punch, more from exasperation than the actual exertion. He felt the man's fist barely graze the hair atop his head, noting that this was the closest any of the three of them had come to actually touching him.
"I really dunno wha' yer damn problem is, mate, but all I wan'ed was ta play darts fer a bit o' coin. Yer the ones thinkin' ya can....wassat, now?"
Some furry draconic looking creature had latched itself upon the other man's head, getting in a few good scratches on his face before fleeing back to another table. He noted the girl sitting there, and offered a nod and a wink in thanks.
He didn't even see the guards come in, just slightly preoccupied with the fight before him. When the man stopped reeling from the gouges on his face, Itachi noted he'd lost his attention. The burly looking fellow charged at the girls table, her and her pet the obvious target.
"'Ey, now, yer fightin' me, no' her. Ya get'cher ass back 'ere." He reached within his coat, slipping a finger within one of his cleverly hidden pockets, and pulled out a thin throwing knife.
Just as the man laid a hand upon the table, that throwing knife found itself pinning the man's hand to the table, having gone straight through his palm and burrowing deeply into the tables surface.
"There ya go, bird. No more unsightly types ta bother ya....hey, now, wha's the deal?"
At this point the guards had grabbed him from behind, wrenching his arms behind his back rather painfully.
"....again, boys? Now, c'mon, this time it really wasn't me fault...."