"Logan, Logan Logan! Have you forgotten who you're talkin' about?" "You're just jealous you ain't as nimble and flexible as me," Remy smirked and slinked through the cut fence, giving him a teasing wink. "Or, mebbe it's Betsy dat wishes you were a flexible as me!" With that the Cajun ran through the deadman's zone and to the building. He could hear the pat-pat of bullets missing him, but they didn't slow him down as he barreled into the first round of guards, staff thwacking them hard.