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	"[color=8dc73f]Nyuh hrnd,[/color]" Ozzie mumbled dumbfoundedly at the woman as she walked by him, his face painted with a stupid unmoving grin as the gibberish passed his lips.  Ozzie had been accused of being many things in his lifetime, but no one had ever labeled the man as suave.  He watched as the Agent began his escort before looking back down on his associate who was coughing himself back toward consciousness, his skin soiled and glimmering with the remnants of the liquid that had been poured upon him.

	"What happened," he asked between labored breaths.

	"[color=8dc73f]I screwed it up,[/color]" came the reply as Ozzie watched the woman and the agent leave.

	"Wha... No, I mean what happened [i]to me[/i]?! Why am I on the ground and what is this on my face?"

	"[color=8dc73f]Oh.[/color]" Oz turned to Steve, looking down upon him for a moment.  "[color=8dc73f]I told you, dude.  You're bad at being invisible.  You made us look like a couple of idiots.  If you don't start taking this stuff seriously, we're always going to look like clowns.[/color]" He huffed, the mild anger in his voice transitioning to defeat.  "[color=8dc73f]We've got to up our game, man.  We've got to start taking things seriously.  We need to be sophisticated and respected. Maybe even feared.  We run an underground criminal organization, man.  We should be running this entire town![/color]"  Steve was still wiping his face off on the ground before looking up sharply, panic in his face.

	"Dude, what time is it?"  Ozzie raised an eyebrow and gave an exaggerated shrug, clearly not seeing the relevance of the question.  "DuuUUuude! It's Jersey Shore night!

	"[color=8dc73f]Oh shit![/color]"  Without a moments hesitation, Ozzie took off in a sprint toward the general direction of his humble abode, not even looking back to see if Steve was following.