[ what's that thing about 'you can't con a conman'? well. guess we're going to find out. replete with a dark red wig and heels, syd 'conveniently' bumps into neil in line at the little shoppe, purse contents spilling everywhere as she lets out a startled little yelp. her fake id lands picture up, and she drops to a crouch as she begins collecting her things, clattering out an apology. ] I'm so sorry! I've no idea how that happened, I really need to watch where I'm walking, I just get so caught up in my head sometimes...