He winks and clicks his tongue while pointing fingerguns at Ryou. Eyy. "Got it in one. We call 'em zed where I come from, though."

Jesse huffs a laugh when he sees the brochure produced from the kid's pocket. "Well, I'll be darned. Guess you were somehow called here. This is a first. People usually just walk in here, or fall on their faces, and start raisin' a fuss, goin' on about how this ain't the storage closet or somethin'.

"Didja read it?"