At the mere mention of the Killjoys, the man's face turns grim.<br/><br/><strong>"Gotcha.  In that case, I'm in."</strong>He looks at Junior.<strong>"Warehouse, right?"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Best place I can think of."</strong><br/><br/>Phil nods.<br/><br/><strong>"Right on."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I'll call when we get the schedule figured out."</strong><br/><br/>Phil nods again, gives you a tight smile.<br/><br/><strong>"You gonna help that little girl out, I'll do what I can to get you ready to go.  You got any experience fighting?"</strong>