Eggsy + the bar fight
Eggsy might have the hots for the older bloke that had gotten him released (who wouldn’t, with an accent that posh and a suit that cut), but that didn’t mean he wanted to fight Dean’s goons. He’d just escaped jail. He didn’t want to end up in the hospital (again).
Still, doing something for him like what this ‘Harry Hart’ had done meant that there wasn’t a lot Eggsy wouldn’t do for him in repayment (though the chances of getting to his knees were looking slimmer and slimmer). Thankfully, Harry was walking away from the oncoming skirmish, towards the safety the world outside the volatile-atmosphered pub would be more likely to provide.
Less than two minutes later, however, Eggsy was so shocked by the effortless assault that he didn’t realise he was harder than he’d ever been until Harry had taken out every man and was sitting back down to finish his pint. But it wasn’t his shock or confusion that left him speechless, just his realisation that he was fucked.