Rodger heaved in air as the good boy placed his hands on his chest and quite literally breathed some life back into him. "Whoooo, that feels better." He said, laughing. The man went on, a blissfully proud smile on his face that would be out of place on a drunkard."I'm Rodger, local handyman. You've been round Pine Street. You know that weird one where everyone sets their electronics outside everyday? You guys chased off that hood that was stalking Amy Puller. I live there. That was really cool of you. Anyway, I was on my way home and that dude," he said, pointing a finger at the punk, "Set a man on fire, so I was going to give him a talking too seeing as I'm the only guy that can see how he did it. He's got this awesome thing called a Stand, it gives you special powers and you can use it to punch stuff. Only people that have them can see them. They're pretty cool dudes, check this out!"

Vitalogys arm snaked its way up around Rodger's shoulder and set its stony fist down on the Kaiser Chiefs head, where it began ruffling his hair like a grandparent. "That's my buddy Vitalogy doing that. Cool, right? You know he can do what you just did, but he needs these to pull it off?" Rodger reached into his back pocket and pulled out a small, half empty packet of white flower seeds. "You ever got anything you need fixed just come find me and I'll fix it up pro-bono. Least I could do for you boys."