[As much as Dixon loves to continue to instigate and escalate, it's getting to be enough for even him, and instead of listening to the planning and regrouping, he decides now's a great time to peace out. So he just pulls his iPod out of his jacket and turns it on, drowning condescending assholes like Brainiac out with Puccini and walking away. He sets down at the foot of a ruined wall about twenty yards away, lighting up another cigarette and glaring at the whole group.]
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[As much as Dixon loves to continue to instigate and escalate, it's getting to be enough for even him, and instead of listening to the planning and regrouping, he decides now's a great time to peace out. So he just pulls his iPod out of his jacket and turns it on, drowning condescending assholes like Brainiac out with Puccini and walking away. He sets down at the foot of a ruined wall about twenty yards away, lighting up another cigarette and glaring at the whole group.]