Kojiro looked up from the bar to see who'd just walked in, and nearly choked on nothing to see Adam standing there, studying the menu with a slight smirk on his face.

Kojiro rounded the bar and crossed his arms over his chest—Adam might be the better skater, but one-on-one and with Kojiro's size advantage, he could take him. "Get the hell out of my restaurant before I tie you up and pitch you out on your ass."

Adam threw back his head and laughed. "Careful, Joe. Don't threaten me with a good time. Now do tell, how's the veal parmigiana?"