Post lockdown, inside, C-Block (Seedy Ave), upper tier (end cell)
"Ah, of course," he said, shaking his head. "They always explained it wrong to me. And darling, there are bars between you and me, I'm not exactly sure how you want to beat me up."
"Yeah, I'm upstairs. And... err... how about my sweaty body, a c-" Corpse. "-an unconcious guy and a dead cockroach? Can't get more sexy." The dry humour returned to his voice, now that he didn't have to stand upright anymore. His shirt was still stained with blood. The shirt was dark enough to not give the identity of stains immediately away. "So, what happened? Were you trying to break us out?"