The crowd scatters as shots ring out (and the man in front who only seems to have pupils also seems to have no trouble pushing women and children out of his way). Tracy leaps into action, his bullet striking Ohso in the side (or in the wrist, or something), causing the felon to drop his gun as he tips over, though he seems to be shaped a little like a Weeble and since we all know that Weebles wobble but they don't fall down, it's anyone's guess as to whether he's actually going to hit the ground (though we can be pretty sure that he's been shot). Um, Mr. Low Note, I know that he's your boss and all, but if he does go down, you might not want to be there seeing as how you planted the Stradivarius and everything, but hey, loyalty is loyalty.
Turning back to Phil, the poor Maestro is still in shock over what has just happened. Luckily, Tracy is used to this sort of thing and calls for an ambulance (which I thought would have been there already seeing as how there was that whole explosion thing and people could have been hurt, but hey, that's just me). Once that's over, he switches back into detective mode and immediately calls for Ohso's arrest, though the words of the officer standing behind him kind of tell me that old Virgil might or might have been killed by that bullet, or maybe he's just letting Tracy know that Ohso isn't going anywhere because he's currently lying on the ground, bleeding and in pain. Speaking of bleeding people, we now join the Maestro and his son.
Poor Phil. Looks like Kid wasn't wearing a bullet proof vest and that that shot to the chest was really a shot to the chest. This is just sad. You can see it in everyone's faces and even in the postures of those shadowy figures in the background who seem to want to leave but know that it would reflect poorly upon them if they did, so they're just kind of stuck there. Phil though, can't seem to accept the fact that junior has gone to go play in that big orchestra in the sky (going so far as to cover the kid's ears so that he won't lose the will to live, even if he's already lost it). Maybe he will tomorrow, but not today. Is there a Mrs. Harmonic that someone should be calling? (And shouldn't someone be going after Low Note?)
The crowd scatters as shots ring out (and the man in front who only seems to have pupils also seems to have no trouble pushing women and children out of his way). Tracy leaps into action, his bullet striking Ohso in the side (or in the wrist, or something), causing the felon to drop his gun as he tips over, though he seems to be shaped a little like a Weeble and since we all know that Weebles wobble but they don't fall down, it's anyone's guess as to whether he's actually going to hit the ground (though we can be pretty sure that he's been shot). Um, Mr. Low Note, I know that he's your boss and all, but if he does go down, you might not want to be there seeing as how you planted the Stradivarius and everything, but hey, loyalty is loyalty.
Turning back to Phil, the poor Maestro is still in shock over what has just happened. Luckily, Tracy is used to this sort of thing and calls for an ambulance (which I thought would have been there already seeing as how there was that whole explosion thing and people could have been hurt, but hey, that's just me). Once that's over, he switches back into detective mode and immediately calls for Ohso's arrest, though the words of the officer standing behind him kind of tell me that old Virgil might or might have been killed by that bullet, or maybe he's just letting Tracy know that Ohso isn't going anywhere because he's currently lying on the ground, bleeding and in pain. Speaking of bleeding people, we now join the Maestro and his son.
Poor Phil. Looks like Kid wasn't wearing a bullet proof vest and that that shot to the chest was really a shot to the chest. This is just sad. You can see it in everyone's faces and even in the postures of those shadowy figures in the background who seem to want to leave but know that it would reflect poorly upon them if they did, so they're just kind of stuck there. Phil though, can't seem to accept the fact that junior has gone to go play in that big orchestra in the sky (going so far as to cover the kid's ears so that he won't lose the will to live, even if he's already lost it). Maybe he will tomorrow, but not today. Is there a Mrs. Harmonic that someone should be calling? (And shouldn't someone be going after Low Note?)
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