*As the impact came, he accepted his fate and his life flashed before his eyes...well, actually, he just pulled a stack of photos out of his pocket and flicked through them dramatically. Wait, he'd never been to Italy...damn, he had the wrong photos with him. Well, that was a waste. He crossed him arms as he fell to the ground in a last act of defiance. He would not let himself enjoy the glomping under these circumstances. He was a respected artist after all...or maybe that was a line from a forgotten movie he'd watched. Yeah, that was probably it since he didn't get that much respect and certainly wasn't an artist. He shrugged and smiled broadly, finally giving in as he'd run out of reason not to.*
Damn, you got me. XD