Condiment King and Paste Pot Pete. Everyone's favorite worst villains.
Stepping out onto the sidewalk outside the restaurant, Mia looked around for their ride, which she hadn't seen right away. "I think that's us down the block," she started mentioning the limo she saw heading their way. "Almost h-" She stopped suddenly because she'd felt something drip on her.
"Is it raining?" But looking at her arm she saw that the drop was white. Holding it up to her face she took an experimental whiff. "Did someone just throw Mayo at me? What the hell?"
It was then that a steam of something she couldn't identify hit hit the windshield of a car on the street. The driver jerked the wheel, causing that car to hit the ones beside it, forcing it unto the sidewalk.