Brain-Dead Boy takes a deep breath of the fresh air outside the bank. It's a beautiful, warm day. The planter boxes the City Council has had placed on the corners are filled with flowers, dog droppings, and colorful fast-food boxes. On a day like this, it's great to be alive.
But, Duty Calls.
"Excuse Me, Officer O'Malley. Did you know that an armed, masked man is currently holding up the Littel Trust Bank?"
Officer O'Malley looks up. "Faith, and it's Brain-Dead Boy himself, out here on the street. Trying to make a little bit of excitement, are you, me boy? Be off with you, and don't be botherin' folks that has work to do."