Mad Sweeney was standing now and slowly moving himself away from the crazy lady with the gun. This chick was right off her cog and nothing was going to slip her back on it. She had to be crazy, just had to be. Who else other than a nutter would lay on the ground and play dead with such an accuracy that everyone thought they were dead?
Which of course, had to be the case because people didn't just die and then resurrect with any sort of regularity. Wasn't in their blood to do so. In their chemical make up or something like that he had heard from staring at a television screen in a window once. Something on PBS.
Leprechauns, however... no, they didn't die and resurrect either. Dead was dead, man. He just had the favorable experience of not completely dying before the City grabbed him and..
Wait. Where was he going with this?
"I happen to like it. Kept me alive." Even if he lost a coin in the process. He needed to find that pirate.