As Max explained the girls situation, the doc pulled the last shard of glass from Jake and the dog sat up, still on top of the bed. He did his best to show his appreciation with a nod of his head but such things were hard when you're a dog. He wasn't sure if the doc got the message but he wasn't going to go so far as to wag his tail. For a moment he considered trying to "smile" at the man but he knew his smiles had a tendency to look menacing. He did have a lot of sharp teeth after all.

When Max mentioned the "underground bastards" with a raised voice, Jake turned his attention to the group of whatever-the-hell-they-were's lurking in the corner. Hell, he hadn't spotted them until now. What were they doing here? Weren't they the enemy? Jake was so confused. He couldn't help but growl at the huddled weirdos for a second.

What prettyboy said next made Jake raise an ear in surprise. Boil your blood? That sounded horrible. He hated thinking that there was someone out there that could do that to people. And to little girls no less. [i]"World's full of creeps"[/i] Jake thought to himself. Then he heard the word 'beef' and his eyes started to glaze over. Unfortunately it wasn't the beef Jake wanted, as Max asked why he was fighting the underground clowns.
"I don't like bullies" Jake stated plainly into the brain of blondy "And those guys seemed like pretty big bullies.....Plus I like to chase things. Usually it's squirrels but dragons is just as good" He then turned to look at Damien, standing around listening to one side of the conversation. "What about the psycho over here?" he asked Max "He doin' ok? I didn't drag his fat ass all the way out here for nothing did I? Tell me he's got a concussion or broken face or something"

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