[The middle-aged man he ends up pointing the gun at tenses up, his grip on his umbrella momentarily tightening. Then the situation slowly seems to dawn on him - the exaggerated pose definitely helps - and his wary expression is exchanged by a bright little smile.

Taking a step closer, he uses the tip of his umbrella to gently nudge the laser gun.]

A small suggestion, my dear, if you don't mind? [His voice is hoarse and strained - a closer look at his neck will reveal a breathing stoma there.] Don't aim weapons, even fake ones, at veterans. It's considered a little bit rude.