Sloth frowned, deciding to chance it as a nagging suspicion got the better of her. "I'm Sloth," she said distractedly, peering over the top of the dumpster on her tiptoes. Definitely a body. And when she lifted her hand, there was powder stuck to it, and streaked down the side of the dumpster too.
"The FUCK man! You murdered my fucking dealer?!" she exclaimed, turning on him. "Where do you get off goin round murdering peoples' fucking dealers?! Shit!" She kicked the dumpster, annoyed. All that good coke, wasted!