Luke was headed for the roof's stairwell, feeling rather pleasant about the night's progress when suddenly he pulled up short. The little blue blip had stopped moving, apparently right in the middle of the street. 'Um...'Ana? Why has the little blue blip stopped moving?' Nirvana immediately called up an overhead satellite and panned around onto the target car. 'Luke.' 'Yes, 'Ana?' 'Remember how I said you should increase your fee for this job?' Sigh. 'Yes, 'Ana.' 'You should probably increase it some more.'<br/><br/>Luke held his silence for almost a full minute, tapping one sandal against the roof.<br/><br/>'...Frosty?' 'Yep.'<br/><br/>Luke grit his teeth and mightily resisted the urge to stomp his feet in frustration. "Alright, see, this, this right here, this is bullshit, that's what this is. That's all there is to it. Here I am trying to be all cool, make a smooth exit after a job well done, and then this. I mean, seriously, what kind of world are we coming to! I hit that motherfucker with a goddamn array of space cannons!<em>Cannons</em>! From frakkin'<em>space</em>! If he couldn't just die, he could at least have the bloody courtesy to go crawl off in a hole and suffer for a couple months! This is just plain...<strong>rude</strong>!"<br/><br/>Nirvana crossed her arms and drummed her fingers against one shoulder, waiting patiently for Luke to finish his venting. 'Feel better yet?'<br/><br/>Sigh. Some people just got no sympathy.<br/><br/>Luke nodded slowly, reached down to one pocket and pulled out a very large grape sucker as he marched back over to the railing. 'Alright, then. Show me.' He unwrapped the candy and popped it into his mouth as real-time video overlayed his shades. From atop a roof almost two blocks away, Luke watched the battle unfold and waited to see if he would have to intervene...