One Man in Black at the bar. No, not the one who likes coming here. It's the other one.
He's probably not in the mood to see you either. Not that that should stop you.
Zed's passing the time until the damn Landlord will let him leave again by playing with that one iPhone, the one Agent B fixed so it can contact MiB Headquarters again. Zed's trying to see how many times he can call HQ before the
tap to the Earth's core unleashes a quake and plunges Manhattan into the Atlantic.
Because, dammit, if he's unhappy then everybody should be unhappy.
So you might want to distract him from that.
[tiny tag: George Sands]