[Pirate outfit...jaunty pose...hey, it's the guy from the rum bottle. Blake waves.]

Whether you're gonna get shot, that's always a good think to ask about. Who were you fighting with, Johnnie Walker?

[The question's too quick to let thinking kick in.] A friend of mine. Sort of friend. I punched him once.

[Blake looks off to the side, where a dead leaf is caught by the wind and swirling up in the air. The orange is real bright, like in a high-def TV. After a second he remembers what he was doing and looks back.]

Hey, how'd you know?