[This guy's really eager to make an ass of himself, isn't he? Dito snorts at Jake's antics, but places his hands placatingly up in front of him, trying to quell that nagging feeling that something really isn't right about this. Why should he feel bad about this guy wanting to bend over backwards to please him? It was about time someone treated him the way he deserved to be treated.

Still, there were standards to be maintained.]

Easy there, pal-- I got my own funds. I just need a guide, okay? If you wanna hang around afterwards that's your prerogative, but I ain't a charity case. Got it?

[He waves Jake on with the back of his hand-- a quick, almost dismissive movement.]

Go ahead, then. Guide me.