"Wish this was just a case of potatoes and synthesizers," Herc muttered, shaking his head. "But no, we skipped past Spielberg and went straight into the goddamn Power Rangers."

He hooked his foot around a chair leg, pulling it out to where he could drop into it with a heavy kind of grace. "The sooner we can put this shit down, the better. Y'know they have an action figure of me? Got one of you, too - I saw the whole line last time I ended up on a morning show. All of 'em had the right eye painted on crooked."