[Ryuzaki is, like Lazarus, both faster and stronger than he looks. The difference is the extent to which this is true. Still laughing, he dances aside when Cesar staggers to his fours, then starts circling around him, bringing a hand to his head, which is bleeding slightly from where the shot glass hit it. It'll hurt tomorrow, but tonight, the pain sings right along with pleasure in euphoric chorus.]

Cesar! Are you having fun yet? We're just getting started! Come on, get to your feet, unless you want to stay on all fours. We can do it like that. We can do it any way you like.

[He takes a seat on the bench, making a show of looking unconcerned and amused.]