Well, what the hell. [Why yes, Daimon did get a picture. Standard gladiator fare, sandals, big long red loincloth thing, red cloak that he has wrapped around his upper chest like a big scarf to cover up the birthmark, and a big shield. No sword, but he's holding his trident in your standard victory pose. The monkey is chilling on the motel room's second bed eating a banana.]
Yeah, that's not gonna happen. I'm pretty sure you can go to jail for stealing a monkey. If nothing else it'd be grand larceny, I think, since these things are expensive.
Where would you even keep it? 'Cause I don't know how cool the parents around here would be with the ninja of the jungle slinking around the halls where their small kids are. I mean, I guess I can't say don't without being a huge hypocrite, but I think there might be a few logistics to work out for that one.