"Asshole's drunk as a skunk."

One of the men in the car nudged one of the others.

Hideo swayed as he searched through his pockets, trying to find his keys. While he ineffectively patted his jacket and pants, a dark figure crept up behind him, unnoticed.

"Holy shit! Who's that?"

"Let's go!"

One of the men was already out of the car and drawing his gun.