It's Go Time!

*Eddie Hawkins adjusts his fedora as he heads down the hallway before walking directly into Tom Dudely.*

Eddie Hawkins: Oh, hey there, sorry. Nice belt. I’ll have to get me one of those.

*Eddie shakes Tom’s hand and heads on his way down the hall. As he gets further away he inspects Tom Dudely’s watch before throwing it away.*

Eddie Hawkins: Timex piece of crap.

From his shadowy perch on a crate in the corner, the Constrictor watched silently as Eddie Hawkins discarded the cheap watch. Perhaps he was entranced by Hawkins, or by the watch itself. As the thief strolled away, however, the dark-skinned man descended his perch and approached the trash can, slipping from shadow to shadow. Glancing about warily, he fished out the watch and turned it from side to side to catch the light. Peering about again, he scampered off to stash his loot.