The whole Inkopolis was oozing with blue-green ink. The only ones there were Marina and Angie. Marina's splattershot nozzle lifted Angie's chin to meet her gaze. "M-Marina..." Marina sighed and knelt down, her shades gleaming over the sun. She held a pair of shades in one hand and a needle in the other. Angie stared at the contents that were on her hands. "Marina, you know I..." Marina frowned. "Just do it, or I'll do it for you." she began to smile again. "Fast or slow?" Angie's vision began to blur. "You'll be fine, Angie." Marina consoled her. "Y o u ' l l b e f i n e ."