Jack nodded as Angelo concluded his speech, glad that it was over. He had enough of fancy talk when he had to speak to his parents, who took 5 minutes to ask him how his day was. He followed Angelo to the dragon's hideout, moving past him when he stopped and proceeding to kick the door down, a smile on his face as he did so. "Hello there, you dragon bitches. The Ice Blue Devil has come to collect his dues, so pay up with your blood." Jack walked in cracking his neck a little after he put on his brass knuckles, and loosening up for the fight. "Oh, and please scream as loud as you can when I break your face, it's more fun that way."

Did Jack mean that, hell no, he wasn't a psychopath, but he could sure act like one. It was part of his street fighting schtick, as well as something he did to unnerve his opponents. People generally don't like to fight crazy people, as they are very unpredictable. He took a stance, bouncing up and down to a rhythm only he could hear as he eyed his opponents. If he was out-numbered, which was great as that was what Capoeria excelled at dealing with.