The gangster didn't know what to say. He knew that Infernals were a violent bunch of people, always fighting, always killing themselves with the sole strength of their martial arts. But now he was certain there was a second breed of people in Inferno. The insane ones. District leaders on crack, little kids totally hallucinating... and... and Wireless Gurus who cleaned houses with modem patches.

"Go home. Now... No, I have a better idea." He threw a game machine token to the two kids. "Go in a pub and play on a fighting machine. It's... more... healthy.
- Thank you Mr Arguson !" The boy made some random fighting gestures in the air. He didn't know how to fight. It was self-evident. "Go, sis', follow me - oh ! You have something else to say to Mr Arguson, don't you ?
- No, no !
- But say it to him... Don't be shy. See, he's so nice to us..."
- Mr Arguson... Will you marry me ?"