[Ah, but he dodges, he dodges the swing! The kick catches his hip, but it's conse-fucking-quential. Look, when he's not drunk, he's actually pretty competent at this shit, and he's not drunk at all yet. So good timing! Party laughs loudly and hello this is a knife (surprise knife!) biting serrated underneath Jesse's chin and a knee digging pretty uncomfortably between his legs (surprise castration!). Party Poison leans to bend Jesse back over the bar.] Shh, settle down! Settle down, boy, hush, hush!