"Hm, I guess, I finally found you, Chad. I knew that if I followed Jayson, he'd lead me to you eventually. Too bad for you that he didn't have any antidote with him," said the guy with a black goatee wearing leathers. He turned and looked over his shoulder, and shouted, "Okay, boys, I want this toilet out of here, stat. No damage or one of you will be replacing it, ka-peesh!"
He stepped aside and a couple of young thugs entered with plumbing tools.
"Damn, these nuts are like fused in place," complained one of them.
"Use a hacksaw," ordered the guy with the goatee, "We need to get out of here before Jayson returns."