As much as Soysauce tried to be polite and mindful and courteous at all time, there were definitely limits to how long he could be so well-mannered. Having a gun pointed directly at him brushed up against those lines. Being shot at definitely crossed those limits.

The sudden flash of something white (paper?) going whizzing by startled Soysauce as much as it surprised Jack, and the fact that he reflexively jerked back a half-step probably helped him to avoid the sharp crack of Jack's gun. The bullet went streaking past his arm, just barely grazing his shoulder, and Soysauce immediately decided that this was no longer the time for diplomacy.

The moment that gun fell from Jack's hand and clattered to the floor, Soysauce kicked it sharply, sending it skittering several feet away. His own gun, he kept with the safety on. After all, security was meant to protect, not to kill. And as much as hand-to-hand non-lethal combat wasn't his forte -- well. One could always improvise.

Letting the momentum of that hard kick carry him forward, Soysauce lunged forward to give a wide-armed swing of his revolver, aiming to slam the butt of the gun against Jack's jaw. A blow that would certainly stun a man, but not enough to break any bones or kill.