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The rabbit Faunus nodded at Wolfe before running out of the cloud of tear gas. Nothing quite like a nearby prison riot to shock you out of the post-massage afterglow. She glanced at the half of a chocolate bar in her hand and smiled. That bar of chocolate hadn't been cheap, and finding out about the heister's sweet tooth was hard also, but it felt totally worth it. Maybe she could get a preferred customer discount...

Azulius, meanwhile, was mentally reviewing the events of the last half-minute. Big Mikey and his goons had surrounded him and decided to pick a fight, perhaps for not being enough of a racist. He didn't manage to break Mikey's jaw like he hoped, but the thug's nose was definitely broken.

Mikey had scampered off somewhere, while his buddies tried to work a number on Azzie. The mobster had managed to keep his all-important hands from being damaged, but got a black eye, some bruises everywhere else, and a splitting headache for his trouble, and that was before the tear gas was involved. Since basically everything hurt, he decided to stay on the ground where he was until one of the guards told him the coast was clear.