"Fine, but he owes me..."
While I'm standing infront of Trilby, A red dot appears on the center of Salt's forehead a second before his head explodes.
"Done."
"Sure."
Nega Trilby presses a small button and a panel in the roof opens. A load of wigs, stage make-up, clothes, hair dyes and other stuff drop down and bury Salt. "Take your pick." "WH3R3 TH3 H3LL D1D TH3S3 TWO COM3 FROM!?"
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