"Oh." Well, that answered that, didn't it? Sparkle returned his attention toward the floor, and the bodies that were strewn across it. "Ditch it far from here or the cops'll be all over it trying to place your prints."

If there was one thing Sparks could do, it was dodge the police.

"... Might call 'em anyhow." He nodded down to the blood that he was tracking across the floor. "Like anon... annun... anomin... without giving my name. 'Cause."

Nothing against the club, but he was feeling a bit of solidarity for the mystery guy with the blood smears everywhere.

"Not like they'll listen to me, but."