"He certainly does." Isamu received his drink and took a long sip. "Though I cannot imagine it going much farther than this."

Minoru was mostly out of his mind, but he had more than enough presence of mind to poke Ziggy in the forehead instead. "SILLY Ziggy!! Those lips of yours are for Hiroki, not me!"

As an alternate form of payment, he attempted to tickle him, though.

"... And I concede again." Isamu stammered.