Marc Love walked into the bar. It was dark inside. Dark outside too. It was dark everywhre. He was sleeping in more. His schedule shifted. He wasn't aimless. He had come here searching for the man he used to have a telephatic connection to.

He didn't know much about him. Just...

His first name was Cash. It was not a nickname. His mom had given him the name during a different time. People didn't call money  cash back then.

Throughout his life he had considered changing his name. But he never actually went through with it. He was that kind of guy....

There must've been something in the air, Joey thought. Not only was his coworker Tony acting weird. But he noticed his girlfriend Jane being weird too. She rustled her fingers through his hair. "You're so creative."

"What?" he asked. Trying to laugh it off.

"You're like one of those artist types."

"Jane. What...

"Who was he?"

Big Joe didn't turn. Kept his gaze on the open eyes on the corpse on the floor. "Nobody."

Didn't look like nobody to James. But he didn't say shit. There was a sign on the wall.

Rule #1: Butch is always right.
Rule #2: When Butch is wrong, look at Rule...

Keith didn't know all this. In his meeting he was told, because he'd been in both A and B he'd be working a bit more. Help with a transition, some training they needed to do. As group A was doing so well they'd be changing their work adding more. Keith...

Marc Love resented being a celebrity. But he was grateful that he was an unknown celebrity .

Had the world known him to be the Blue Man, there would be troops of speculators on  reddit commenting about his personal life. Love sat there smoking a cigarette, his ass on concrete thinking...