Arthur paused with his beer bottle half-tipped toward his lips, considering. "Pink and lemon. Huh. S'pose that is what pink lemonade tastes like, at that." He drank, then set the beer back on the counter, sending a couple of jellybeans skittering. "Fuckin' cool, though. Using their own shit against 'em. You're like the bloke in Sneakers, the... the main bloke, wossname, Sundance Kid. Save the world, fuck the feds, bankrupt the Republicans just for a lark. Oh, hey!" His eyes lit up with the notion.