“That’s right, they’re parading out there as we speak. Parading? I can hear their heels clip-clopping. You heard me. Clip clopping. Wait, I can see them through the crack in my blinds. They're swinging their arms like… like storm troopers, like astronauts returning from space. Only there’s no ticker tape parade because its… . well, it's night time.
Do? What I'm going to do is put a tail on these women. What? No. They’re not going to see me. Why? Because I’ll be wearing a hat and pulling it down over my eyes. And keeping to the shadows… ”
