You wanna know what I'd have done? Go ahead, say yes. Thank you.
The minute he pulled that crap with me, I'd have smiled and said (real friendly like) "It's hot, let's have a snow cone and then discuss it" and then I'd have proceeded to the kitchen to get out my Paul Stanley signature snow cone machine. I'd have make ONE snow cone and walk back out with it.
About the time he reached to take it, I'd snatch it to my mouth real quick, bite the bottom off, suck out all the juice and then hand him the the cone with nothing but the ice left and said "What do you think of that, pal?!".