The Flics were right behind him. Nine Lives Wynton had to hide the swag somewhere. What better place than beneath the Face of Everyman. At that moment the venerable sage awoke. He was starring into the eyes of the infamous cat burglar; who, no doubt, was responsible for all the jewel thefts at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Everyman wasn’t sure which part of this encounter was a dream; which not.