Ah, how pleasant! Fresh air, clear sky, false prophets, and panicking people. Seriously what were they still doing here? Ah, there was even an addition to it.
There was a group nearby with signs. It was a great cause too:
"Brother, can you sign our petition to drop a big fat nuke on that villain's head?" A protesting guy hollered at him.
"Sure, but before I sign tell me: Who's here ironically?" Half raised their hand. Some looked at their colleagues as if they had just been horribly betrayed while the others were clueless and had thought the whole thing a joke.
