"I know. I'm awesome."
I toss a grenade into a gin and vermouth shop. The explosion blasts the alcohol into the air, and I hold out three cocktail glasses.
A perfectly made Martini lands in each glass, olive included. I toss one to Salt and one to Sigma.
"I have no idea why I did that, but let's roll with it."
"So, David. Whats weird about you? Paddy has magic, I've got..uh...planes and smoothies, Salts got..ummm...no eyes and a dog, Trilby has awesomness, and Knife has a clone."
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