"Well don't get too exited, because person those people will be cheering for will be Slade Kafkin, after that I'll be able to change things for the better and protect the people and things close to me." Slade said looking up with a hopeful smile on his face as he clenched his fist. He then looked back down at Jacob, "Until then, you keep things warm up there for me. As for me, I'm going to get a drink before the big show, probably a slushy. Well I best get going, good luck out there." The boy said before walking out of the room Flare by his side. For some reason, even in the cold of the winter, he was craving a slushy.