“Hope that don’t change when we step in the ring together. Gihi! Pay my debts? No. Pay back’s my speciality.But I’ll be happy to take ya on anytime ya feel like steppin’ to one of the big dogs. Just don’t expect me to go easy on ya.”
"I wouldn’t expect you to do so, in fact, that’s something that I would absolutely hate. I won’t hold back and once I step inside that ring, I’m there to win. And since I get that they’re not clear rules.. a fight to the death fits my personal style very well.”
“… Trust me, there’s always somethin’ new around here.”
"Ya talk pretty big for a newbie. Hope ya live up to your lip.” But the joint is due for some fresh meat, and Gajeel’s due for some fresh challenges himself. “Talk to the woman who runs the place. Buncha burn scars and red hair. Tell her Gajeel Redfox sent ya, and I’m sure she’ll get ya all nice and cozy.”
“You’ve got my full attention now.”
“I’m starting to like you, big guy. That joint sounds like the place to be, and sometimes tells me that I’m gonna spend a lot of time there. Gajeel, huh? Jason Todd. You better not be sending me there to collect your debts, if you do, I will come after you. Friend.
“‘Cause ya been here for more than a day?” A smirk.
“Ain’t a who. It’s a place. Big old warehouse in outskirts of Sector 002 with an area in it. But don’t go waltzin’ in there too lightly. The fighters’re out for blood.”
"And here I thought that I’ve already seen everything around here.”
“Pft. That’s more like my style, I’ve been dying for this. So you’re saying that people just walk in that place expecting their assess to be kicked? I won’t disappoint them then. I love me some good challenges.”
