"Almost there," The tall man said quietly, just loud enough for Jenso to hear. Their center member nodded and chuckled. 

	"Told ya we'd make it! It's just a little further, and Charles- CHARLES!" He shouted to the shorter man. It appeared that he was actually tearing into something with his mouth. "Man, at the rate you put away meat, you're going to bankrupt us!"

	"Shut it, we're here to win money, remember?" Charles snapped, gulping down another chunk of meat. "Besides, you're gonna win the grand prize, ain'chya?" The middle man chuckled and began rubbing his hands together nervously.

	"Well- ah, haha.. Who knows. I'm more excited about what kind of strength we'll be up against. And I don't want to end up fighting any of you in the bracket.."