Volk bruises a knee pretty good, but manages not to completely land on his ass, which he considers a win.

(Especially since he got out of this without any actual blows being thrown. Definitely a win. Time to do the stupid Velma thing and try to find his god damn glasses.)

The pointed finger lands near the center of a face that's doing a full cranky squint.

"What! Why didn't you go for the OPEN DOOR!"

He gestures vehemently towards it.