[Emo bit his lip.] I didn't know. Dude paid me, told me and my crew to go cause a little ruckus, we did, and... well, c'mon. I'm a bad guy, it's how I roll, LOL. [He shrugged,] Besides, after I came around I helped beat off Satan or whatever the fuck he was, so I got some brownie points. Mr. Articulate probably wouldn't hold it against me, either. [Which was kind of shitty, now that he thought about it. The dude was pretty cool, even if his comics got a little culturally insensitive. He felt bad enough about the whole thing already.] He was a cool dude.