"I'm not sure."  Jim said, trying to will the customer to ask about some pastries.  That was closer to the territory he was familiar with.  "But there's probably not much we can do about it seeing that we're here and that tear is all the way on the other side of the city."  He stiffened when she motioned towards him and asked about his arm's new ink.  

He turned his attention to the customer's arm, and noted that there were a markings similar to his own, but different.  Not different enough to allow for complete and udder denial.  "Uhm."  He said as it was the best thing he could at the moment.  "Well, I might be if I could explain my own, but since I'm not high enough on anyone's radar to make this sort of prank worthwhile I really have no idea."  He blinked at turned to the customer, and looked at her as if he was just seeing her for the first time.  "You didn't by chance talk to a star in a weird dream last night, did you?  I did.  It was kind of shame because there weren't any pigs."  He opened his mouth to say more, sure there was more to say but he was cut off by some more screaming on the television, quickly followed by the sound of automatic gunfire.