A series of strange events seemed to happen within the next minute or so. First, an edgy looking man with spiky black hair seemed to announce that the painting was "just a frog". Heh. Geb was about to teach this punk a lesson. Just a frog? Was this dark man nuts?
Next off, as Geb was walking over, slightly rustled to the Dark Man, a girl that stood out with blue hair came by. The girl then began to speak before Geb could explaning why the painting was like that. Ah, yes, she knew what she was talking about. Finally, someone Geb could relate to in this town!
Just as Geb went up to speak, a man seemed to quickly slice the woman near the hand, before walking out of the gallery. Geb, stunned by this for a second, went through the doors and ran out of the gallery. Looking out into the busy streets, the man was gone. "Shit!" he yelled out, stomping on the ground. Did someone just get assaulted in his gallery? And why was this man only cutting the woman's hand, not just killing her? This made no sense.
Geb walked back to the woman, concerned for her as he took out a hankerchief.
"Young lady, are you okay?!" he asked, as he approached her, signaling his staff in the gallery to get the first aid kit and all that jazz. Geb looked towards the door one more time, almost fearful. Just who was that man..? What kind of person walks into a gallery and deals a minor injury to someone? This truly was concerning.. he would be locking the doors extra tight tonight, that was for certain.