Auto-responder program? What the dickens was that? And why in the blazes would he have one? Jake wore a face of confusion for a moment before shaking it off and chalking it up to something above his level of understanding. He turned to Jane.

"Yes, Janey, I know you can handle your own. I'm sorry I got a little heated about the whole shenanigan. However," he began, turning to Dirk this time. "Despite me letting go of the misunderstanding, I do still find myself craving a good bout of fisticuffs from you, good sir. I love me a good brawl and fancy myself something of a brumby. So what do you say, Dirk? Shall we engage in a good natured battle of brawn at some point?" He grinned widely at the blond man, hardly noticing the already tense look pointed in his direction. Jake's green eyes shone in excitement and mischief as he considered the type of fight he and Dirk would have. Jane sure was right, he certainly looked to be able to put up a good brawl!