Intimidation wasn't really what was on Elijah's mind. Messing up his hair would have thrown him completely, though. The kiss probably not as much, though still a little. Eventually, well...he'd prefer that without having to dare Ric into it.

"Or..." If intimidation was not on his mind, nor was threatening violence. "I will replace all of your bourbon with iced tea one night while you're sleeping and compel the bartenders at the Grill to only serve you tea, as well."