The shove earns a slightly outraged "ow, hey!" from Richie as he stumbles sideways, pushed off the comfortable if damp shape of his cousin he was just then getting used to. He scowls his confusion at Carmy, trying not to enjoy the whole Italian Beef Sandwich thing too much because it would ruin the whole pissed off vibe he's got going.

"Wait, you didn't fucking say any of that to me," he points out, overrunning the end of Carmy's speech and gesturing with his cigarette. He might also be a little drunk.

"I was trying to be a good guy! I was looking out for you, cousin!" Probably speaking a little too loudly for privacy at this point. "I didn't want to get in the way of your fucking crush or whatever, I was just trying to be fucking chivalrous, okay."