"No, I compared you to a guy with a stick up his arse," Espio answered, bluntly, and taking the opportunity to steer the conversation back to the gloopy red mess, instead of whatever the hell his problem was. "I told you the whole soap opera bit had nothing to do with me! Take that out of it, and it's not something that should be taken seriously at all! I just had a waterballoon fight with balloons full of floury, coloured syrup, and left the mess behind to see what people had to say about it! And anyway!"

He'd finally broke an arm free from the deathgrip, and aimed a punch towards Marco's jaw.

"Don't insult him like that! He might be a cop, but he's far from being anything like your marines!"

Said Espio, who had only just declared Furor had a "stick up his arse."