"First of all, children, I was not here about your current conversation. Being a bully to a child is still wrong. I need your name for security over there because you were part of the incident.

"Secondly, Just because I look like Jensen Ackles doesn't mean I am him. My name is Mark. I doubt Jensen has such a cool epithet anyways.

"Thirdly, with what I did hear of your conversation, you would be followed, possibly interrogated, and most definitely detained when you're caught breaking the law. Be smart, kids. Get out of the Blasters before it's too late."

He looked at them, frowning softly. The look on his face was full of sadness, hope, and smug satisfaction. He wanted the kids to do the right thing.

"So, what's it gonna be? This poor excuse of acting like nothing's wrong or the truth and the right thing? Your choice, kids."