JAKE: Couldnt help but notice your absquatulation from our event here and thought id check in.
TAVROS: i'M BEATING ASS, aT TRIPLE TRIAD, i HAVE SO MANY, GOLDEN SAWBUCK POINTS,
Golden fleece, Jack says, more like a suggestion than a statement, not quite as sotto voce as he thinks. You're not sure why he says this. Perhaps he had some inner monologue that made it make more sense. You weren't privvy to that though, so he just mumbled the words apropos of nothing.
He grumbles and says it makes sense in context. He then grumbles more, because actually, it doesn't.
JAKE: What are those points again might i ask.
JAKE: I just had a standard tousle with the dealer i didnt have a racket going or anything...
TAVROS: IT'S A SOCIAL CURRENCY, tHAT I CAN USE,,, bECAUSE, uM, HE RAN OUT OF SHIT TO FORK OVER, tO ME, oN ACCOUNT OF MY MIRACULOUSLY SEASONED THINKPAN, aND BELIEF, iN THE BEATING PUMPBISCUIT OF THE CARDS, }:)
JAKE: Is this true jack.
Jack rolls his eyes. At least, you think that's what he's doing, his design makes it a somewhat abstract form of expression. Nevertheless, it tells you all you need to know - that it is, in fact, the case. If he were still living in a proper society, one that valued things like money, he would be throwing himself off the roof. Like October 1929 in Chicagopolis all over again, he says.
JAKE: Thats brutal dude.
JAKE: How about you tavvy. Hows the seas oh captain my captain.
TAVROS: dUDE, aRE YOU SERIOUS,,
JAKE: What do you mean. Did you win a naval promotion off of him and it escaped my whisper network of intrigue and espionage?
TAVROS: nO, iF ANYTHING, tAKING THE TIME OFF FROM TALKING TO PEOPLE,
TAVROS: i AM REALIZING THAT MY RANKING IS ACTUALLY, oMEN BEAST SHHHHHHIT.
TAVROS: i HAVE, A LOT OF TIME, wHICH IS SUPERFLUOUS IN NATURE, bUT NOT SO MUCH OF IT, tHAT I CAN WASTE IT, oN BEING THE PEOPLE'S GOUGING BAG,
JAKE: What do you mean by that tavvy. Ive enjoyed having you here i think.
Jack senses the scope of the iceberg of teenagers having big feelings and does a time-honored acrobatic pirouette out of the conversation, hoping to not get raked over the coals for not wanting to be party to teenagers being cringe.