"Welp," said Jonathan Phrase, clapping his hands together. "As much as I'd love to stay and chat, I really must get going."
Jax watched the man get to his feet and place his hands on the door. "I doubt the Metals will just let you walk out the front door, buddy," he said.
"Jonathan Phrase," he said, still facing the door.
"My name is Jonathan Phrase." His voice was calm as ever, but Jax could hear the steel in it. "Get it right."
"Sorry," he muttered. He opened his mouth to ask the man a question. Then the door exploded.