That awful lip warmer was unmistakable; it was that mustache guy who tried to knock'em out a few moments ago.
"Finally got rid of that nobody, huh?" he asked.
The slimes stayed silent as Colin began pushing the button faster.
"Come on, lets talk a little... maybe consider a date?" Mr. Mustache asked as he grabbed "Pamella's" ass.
This time it was Colin giving out a great big slap.
"Feisty... I like it." he smiled.
[Can we slime this creep?] Colin asked.
[No, keep a low profile.] Josephine replied.
The slime puppet simply turned to face the wall.
"Oh come on! Is this about our way back from the last mission?" the guard asked.
[Last mission?] Colin asked.
[Keep a low profile...] Josephine said.
"I mean, who cares about some random fatass and his forty-something girlfriend?" the guy laughed.
[Girlfriend?] Colin asked.
[Forty-Something?] Josephine added.
"Did you hear her talk? Anchor baby if I ever heard one." the guy smugly said.
[Anchor Baby?] Josephine asked aggressively.
[Stay calm, Josephine, stay calm...] Colin told his partner.
"For all we know, she's some cheap ass stripper! And that nobody fat sack of shit she was with was what, her sugar daddy?" he laughed, "Can't imagine what'd you need to do to go in that plastic ass."
[Josephine, don't do anything hasty.....] Colin said, sensing the broiling anger within her.
"Finally, one of them is actually useful." he smugly grinned.
Josephine whipped the arm around and decked him in the deck.
"What the hell?!" the mustached ass asked.
Josephine puffed up the slime puppet's cheeks and spat a glob of ooze in his face.
[USEFUL THIS, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!] Josephine yelled and she began stomping the guard into the floor as the slime started to act like acidic silly putty.
"MY EYES!" He cried as his face melted.
The door opened as soon as the elevator stopped, giving two armed guards a front seat to Josephine's enraged head stomp.
His melted face cracked with a sickening crunch.
"Stop right there!" one of them yelled as he readied his assault rifle.
[So much for a low profile...] Colin said as the puppet opened it's mouth and shout out a slime tentacle, wrapping up the rifle and pulling it into it's arms.
Alarms were set off as a hail of gunfire filled the corridor.
"INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!" a computerized voice said as a bunch of guards ran for their guns.
"Keep the traitor away from the generator!" a shield toting guard called out.
[Generator, huh? You thinkin' what I'm thinking?] Colin asked.
[Definitely.] Josephine replied.