"Don't be. Should'a seen me, first time a job got messy."

He'd enjoyed every last minute of it. He'd laughed in the face of the target, and then he'd fried him until he wasn't moving anymore.

And then he'd found himself a dark corner to puke in.

"Call in sick. They got a day to find someone to cover for you, yo. Better'n goin' in and not bein' able to function."

Ticket: Booked.

"You got an hour to sort shit out, Ino. Any longer'n that, an' you'll miss your portal, yo."