One day I had just finished washing my hands in the bathroom at my firm when I heard a large snorting sound from one of the stalls. I turned to the stall, startled by the sound, and out came a partner. His slim fitting Oxford shirt was covered in water and his eyes were bloodshot. He asked me how I was and I said I was good but had been busy. He extended his fist, pre-wash, and feeling pressured to return the fist bump, I extended my fist as well. He then said "we are warriors" and returned to the stall. I washed my hands again and left, never to return to that particular bathroom.