Dark Matter shifted his eyes back and forth. Who ever attacked him wasn't coming out. Where they waiting on him? Did they flee? He couldn't say for certain. He didn't want to go back to consuming the rest of the rockets if his attacker was still around. "The rockets!" Not one for subtly. He needed to get rid of these things anyways... Why not use them? It required a bit of tinkering, but eventually he primed some of the rockets. Before he left, he gave his attacker one more shoutout. "Don't try to hide from me. I just set my rockets to explode. All fifty of them. They're going to cause quite a mess here on the docks. People could die. If you don't want that to happen, come out here right now. I want to talk to you."
Meanwhile back at Asian Town, Ever-Yang Jewelery was busy as usual. The boss was out on lunch, leaving it to some of the employees to man the shop. Honestly, they did the job well enough, but it was the Boss's own charisma and reputation that attracted the customers, not necessarily the jewels. Right now there was two people running the shop, three if you count the jewel smith working in the back. Business was going well as usual when a large mysterious man showed up. Granted, not strange for the workers, though the customers spoke in hushed Hmong about his appearance and his package. Mostly old women. Upon seeing the image of the flower, the worker at the register shouted for someone in the back. A young boy, no more than thirteen, came out and asked what was going on. The worker at the register spoke in plain English. "Show this man where Blueberry is. And get me a... Strawberry Cheesecake with jelly. Here." The worker handed the boy ten dollars as he led Jacque through the market. Eventually they found a little bubble-tea shop called Blueberry. The boy began to order a Strawberry Cheesecake drink, but before he did that he pointed over towards a wooden door next to a Thai restaurant. "Um... You'll have to ask someone over there for help." The boy paid and got his drink before running off back to the shop.
Things got a little less weird (Or at least more understandable) once Jacque went through the wooden doors. Nothing really unusual, it looked like what you'd expect the back hallways of an asian market to look like; brightly lit but most uncluttered, with a few milk crates or empty boxes left to the side. Occasionally there would be someone walking by pulling or pushing a trolley full of boxes who'd tried not to take up the entire hallway. There were a lot of hallways and such, but Jacque wouldn't need to go far before two tubby asian men arrived. Not what you'd expect "Bouncers" to look like; they were about five feet five inches, one only a little bit taller than the other, with big bellies. Calloused hands suggested they had their fair share of hard work, and their bad english suggested that they were immigrants. They looked more like Hard-working fathers than intimating bouncers, but they got the job done. "Uncle (Bane) send for you, right? Yes, follow us." The two men than took Jacque though another hallway which eventually lead to a sort of ware-house like area. There was trucks and cars backing in with people from the young to the old grabbing boxes of vegetables and produce onto trolleys, wheeling them back to their shops. There was some children shouting and playing, but they made sure not to get in the way of the workers. Eventually the two men led Jacque to another person; he was more slimmer and conventionally handsome than the two pudgy men, but he was still a bit greasy and dirty from moving boxes of frozen fish. "Ah, you must be the nephew. What are you looking for?"
