Jim's eyes are hard behind his shades, and he fingers the knife in his own pocket. He wouldn't have been so charitable to such a person, and it angers him that they'd try such a thing.

If you're going to be so blatant, have the decency to be good enough not to get caught.

'Good,' he says to Yrael, simply because when his mood dips crowds are the last place he wants to be. But food should bounce him back up again, and if it doesn't then music certainly will.