George grabbed Opium's arm, wondering if actually begging on his knees would be something he'd be able to scrub from his memories.
"You-" George started to say, before he was interuppted by his own cell phone ringing. It was the ringtone he'd set for Jo, which meant that Sebastian had been successfully re-kidnapped. A grin broke out on his face, his entire mood changing in a split second.
"Well, look at that," he said cheerfully. "I guess you're right. I'm sure Oscar Wilde would have a pithy quote for this, but-"
George punched Opium straight in the jaw, the sound echoing through the alley. It felt unimaginably good.
"-I've always been more of an action guy." George laughed, then took off running out of the alley, headed towards the car.