"Hey, Jotaro! My ear itches," Dan sneered, reclining in a chair. "Get over here and scratch it. And do it with some enthusiasm this time."
Jotaro adjusted his hat, the "receipt" fluttering to the ground near Dan’s unconscious body.
For hours, Steely Dan—a man whose arrogance was as loud as his flashy outfit—had treated Jotaro like a personal servant. Because Dan’s microscopic Stand, , was held hostage inside the brain of Joseph Joestar, any damage dealt to Dan would be reflected tenfold onto Jotaro’s grandfather. Stardust Crusaders: Jotaro Vs Steely Dan
Dan panicked, summoning The Lovers one last time to attempt a desperate escape, but it was useless.
The desert sun beat down on the Pakistani village, but the atmosphere around Jotaro Kujo was far colder. "Hey, Jotaro
The barrage lasted for nearly thirty seconds—a lifetime of pain delivered in a single breath. Dan was propelled through the air, crashing through a brick wall and landing in a heap of broken stone and wasted ego.
He began to read. "For the bridge... for the drinks... for the kick to my shin... and for making my grandfather suffer." He looked up, his eyes burning with a blue intensity. "The total comes to a price you can't afford." And do it with some enthusiasm this time
"You can't pay back what you owe with money," Jotaro muttered, turning his back on the wreckage. "Good grief."