No thanks. Bring me the bill. And please allow me to pay for the cup. There's something that needs my attention, so hop to it. [takes out his wallet as he notices the weight on his arm] This indentation. Why's my left hand so heavy!?
By the way, you wouldn't happen to have any tissues on hand, would you? A handkerchief would also do. What is this? I've gone out of my way to pay you my respects; the least you could do is converse with me.
No worries... feel free to use mine. [Kira punches Koichi in the face while giving him a tissue.] Quickly now! Your nose is gushing blood! I offered it so you could clean yourself up.
Sure, you might get away for the time being, but you know what, Kira? I bet your every thought is mocking you for letting a whiny brat unravel the mystery of your name. And if they aren't, I'll do the honors for them: A mulling little high schooler just found you out! YOU'RE SUCH A COLOSSAL DUMBASS! I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE, YOU MURDER-HAPPY SON OF A BITCH!
(Manages to hit Kira) Good freaking grief, I take it back. Up close, that watch is tacky as hell. Although to be fair, that's the least of your worries now. There's something that's gonna look a lot worse than that piece of junk... and that, my friend, is your putrid face. ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA! ORA!!!
Yeah. I had a complete replica of the Drexel Heritage furniture used in the movie Pretty Woman, valued at 2.5 million, which was damaged beyond repair. Not that I care or anything.
You should know that one of Rohan Kishibe's pastimes is saying "NO!" to fools who think they're tough shit! So, I'm afraid your meal has been cancelled!
