It wasn't the worst situation he had found himself in,but it certainly wasn't the best either. Sat on the cold,damp ground of the prison cell,he was pretty bummed with the fact that his favorite outfit was covered in dirt and dust now. As the door to the cell creaked open and a bit of light came in,along with a man,he stood up and dusted himself off. This could be his chance,if he played his cards right.

"How long am I staying here,brit?"