[AgentZero]

Agent Zero wipes the green goo from his face with the towel, discovering too late that the goo is very, very, very sticky and the towel is now very, very, very stuck to his face. After several minutes of frantic struggle, he resigns himself to the fact that he will be spending the foreseeable future with a black towel wrapped around his face. After poking eye and mouth holes in the towel, he pulls up his hood, hoping the combination of hood and black towel will make him look like Anubis. Really he just looks like a man in a hood with a black towel stuck to his face.
With that he stomps off to a quiet corner, muttering that as Agent Zero, THE Agent Zero, he knows better to violate the sacred NDA.
After realizing that the towel is drinking more of his grog than he is, Agent Zero slumps back in his chair to wonder why the Gods hate him so.

In the distance, we can hear Aaron laughing...