"...-is NOT a good reason to be taking MY JAM!" Denji wrests the jar from Power's hands, jerking it away from her grasp. "HEY! I got to it FIRST, you-" Power snatches it back, shrieking obscenities. They begin fighting over the jar, chasing each other around the table in circles. You and Aki sit calmly on the balcony outside, enjoying buttered toast. Aki sips black coffee, eyes glued to the morning's paper. Suddenly, Denji throws the door open, Power at his ankles. "Tell Power- TELL POWER THAT-"