"Are you fucking serious?" Oh my god. Jae has not, truly, thought about the issues of popular music - okay, he has, but he thought things were going to be more like, not as big of a selection in Tower Records, not there's no fucking Lady Gaga. The look on his face is one of both wonder and terror. It's not that he's some kind of die hard obsessed Lady Gaga fan - it's just that this probably means he's not going to be able to find any Lupe Fiasco or Jedi Mind Tricks, either, if the all-consuming current-era empress of pop music is devoid of influence. Damn.

"-Ate him?" His poker face is slipping, with this much to drink. They're going through 'em pretty fast, though, so that's no surprise. "That is fucked up. So no clubs in Mafaton, I don't want to get eaten." He says this with an air of authority, and holds up his class to christen the decree - no getting eaten. He's serious.