"Percy is Percy because he used to be a daft nancyboy who couldn't punch his way out of a lunch sack." Smirked remembering the limp wristed watcher who'd shown up in Sunnydale way back when proclaiming himself the new sheriff in town. He'd changed a bit.
"Capiche? You've never heard of Italy have ya luv? Ought to rent Indiana Jones three sometime then, let you get a taste of Venice."
Tossed the bag over a shoulder, snatching up my keys and flipping the telly off. "Got both shoes on?"