<div style="text-indent:1em;">Before Jane came out, Vince was poking fun at Terrence. Vince looked at the young man with a smug grin. <span style="font-style: italic">"Well, ain't you a ray of sunshine? Your face just says you aren't pleased."</span> Vince looked over at the disassembled computer. <span style="font-style: italic">"Or, perhaps you're </span>impressed.<span style="font-style: italic"> Don't feel bad, it's only natural to idolize a cosmic being such as m'self."</span> Vince made a hand signal as if saying "Go." "<span style="font-style: italic">Y'may wanna pack your bags, lass, superhuman's and other rebels are expecting us in Toronto."</span> Vince said in a smug tone, as if just to make the young man angry. Vince summoned a suitcase full of bottles of unknown fluid. He then looked at the young man with the same smug expression, as if his face was frozen. <span style="font-style: italic">"What? Y'thought I'd give you a suitcase? You weren't nice to me." </span>Vince pouted his lip mockingly, as if provoking the young man.</div><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Vince's attention was shifted towards Jane. His left eyebrow raised up. <span style="font-style: italic">"How many people are in this here rebellion?"</span> Vince briefly waved his hand. <span style="font-style: italic">"Names Vince, you know. The "Useless, rule breaking hobo"."</span> Vince said as he slowly looked at Terrence with a smug grin. <span style="font-style: italic">"I actually came here because I picked a fight with the police and, bein' lazy me, fell asleep when the STF arrived. How'd you get to be in this meth lab lookin' place?"</span> Vince couldn't help looking out the window, it feels as though he's being followed by something. He then quickly gave his attention back to Jane, eagerly waiting for a story.</div>