"Come on, COME ON!" Jacque barked as he honked his horn repeatedly. He'd managed to get away from the scene of his crime without drawing attention, however just as he was prepared to congratulate himself for a job well done, his mission ran into a hitch: traffic, and a lot of it at that. Jacque growled and griped his steering wheel tightly, being careful not to shift his flesh back into metal. He was so close to getting away, with the police busy or incapacitated, he hadn't even bothered to change back into his civilian clothes, just pull off his jacket ,bag, and helmet and lay them on the floor of the passenger side of his car. Jacque laid on the horn once more as a truck rudely forced it's way in front of him and its driver flipped him the bird. Although he may have been an amiable man for the most part, there were a few things Jacque could not stand, and traffic just so happened to be one of those things. Jacque rolled down his window and stuck his head out, snarling the first thing that came to mind, "I will kill you, then I will drag you out of hell and KILL YOU AGAIN YOU WORTHLESS MAGGOT!!!" he bellowed. His raged fueled threats getting him nowhere, Jacque slumped bag into his seat and sighed frustratedly as he turned on his radio to listen in on what was happening on the news, "Why do the good guys always drag things out? Seriously, just hit hit the damn thing hard and don't give it a chance to recover..." he growled, fearing that his day of relaxation was going to slip from his grasp, or worse, that Bane would end up assuming that he was slacking.

As Jacque started to pass by a grocery store, he suddenly had an epiphany, "If they can't seem to get this done quickly...", he started before turning his wheel and entering the parking lot, ignoring the honks of the people that he'd cut off. Jacque pulled into a spot and donned his helmet and jacket once more before getting out and running in the direction of the police sirens, "Then Titan will finish it quickly for them.".