Chester hunched over, holding his head, while still cursing, softly. "Ow, ow, ow." He said, a singular tear in his eye. He rubbed his head quite furiously, and stopped once the man in the robe - the one who had thrown the briefcase on him arrived. Chester grabbed him by the collar.

"What's the big idea?! Trying to kill me with a briefcase?!" He shouted, the man explained and Chester let him go "Oh, yeah, that makes sense." Chester mentioned, the man opened the briefcase, and out flied papers - papers Lina and the man began collecting. Chester caught all that came close to him effortlessly, even going as far as to jump two meters into he air to collect two papers the wind had taken. Chester looked at the papers, despite the man's pleads not to do so. "Hey, these are just really rude drawings." The pirate mentioned. "Lina, this guy just draw dicks!" He laughed.

"They're not even very good drawings!" He continued laughing, forgetting all about his head trauma.