[ Yet another cryptic journey through one of Finn's more cryptic friends. Even so, the words saved my life ping to Jake. His ears perk up, tail wagging loosely as he approaches the counter with the now-rested meatloaf in hand. ]

He saved your life? [ Jake plunges a knife in, carving Finn a healthy slice before heaping it onto his waiting plate. Its immediately followed up with bacon and (of course) sprinkles. Savory and sweet. Classic combo, a la Jake the Dog. ] Dude, he can be as much of a loner as he wants, I'm still gonna shake the guy's hand.

Anyway... [ Jake grins, placing the plate in front of Finn with the customary: ] Just how you like it, pal.