[Ryuzaki takes the answerless opportunity to resume his seat on his own barstool, facing Cesar, smirk returning to his pale face.]

It is as fun as you've heard. Not addictive. Not dangerous. I can't say the same for the other activity I'm proposing. Those private rooms? Anything goes, and I do mean anything.

In addition to not crying and curling up in a ball and calling you by your dead brother's name, I actually can take a punch now. Why don't we check them out, turn this nightclub into a fight club of our own and blow off some steam?