<div style="text-align: justify;">Jabo could not help that he was scared, even as the man gave Jabo  one final kick, or a punt considering he didn't even try to hurt him. His eyes pierced into the man's mind drunkard like spears, and his chin pointed even higher as he spoke, with the order of getting the man some sake and with the order of not drinking this day, Jabo was merely wondering how he was going to pay for his transgression... <br/><br/>Now Blake knew as well as anyone in Ikebukuro that Jabo was broker than broke. He had no place to go, and not a penny to his pitiable name. "I'm afraid that isn't going to happen... I'm afraid that Jabo has no money, and any money he gets... he wastes it on sake, not even being respectable to enjoy it and finish it for that matter." Blake shrugged as he looked down at Jabo, who turned to Blake with a smirk, <br/>"But you, Blake have sake tod-"<br/><br/>"I can speak for myself, you little twit." Blake quickly wrapped an arm around Jabo's neck, digging his knuckles into the man's skull.  He quickly turned over to the man with a big smile on his face. "As Jabo was about to say... As today is Ikebukuro's Fireworks Festival... I have a tradition in which I bring two jugs of sake, in hopes that I might be able to share it with someone, be they a friend or someone who has suffered an inconvenience. Up until now, I've drank them all by myself... I pray we dismiss this little jester, and try to enjoy ourselves for this ceremony with the sake I've brewed myself."</div>