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The hostages look a little uneasy at the first gunman's mention of blowing someone's head off. You come up with a plan to get yourself into the room. It's probably the only plan someone with your skill set can fully commit to without it looking rehearsed or out of place. Total and complete ignorance.

You stroll out of the back office and over to the island in the middle of the lobby. You grab a withdrawal slip and begin to fill it out using a made up account number. A gunman wearing jeans, a green jacket and a ski mask spots you and screams, "Hey!" You recognize his as the second voice you heard.
You look up at him and fake a small jump. "Whoa! Is- is.. are you guys robbing the bank?" you stammer as you glance over at the hostages and exclaim, "Oh shit!"
A taller gunman similarly dressed but with a black jacket begins to stride over while pointing his gun at you. "Who are you? Where did you come from?" the first gunman demands.
"I... uh... I was shitting," you respond.
"Jerry! I thought you checked the bathrooms!" the first gunman exclaims as he turns to a third gunman who is leaning in a chair against the wall with his ski mask off. The third gunman is much shorter than the other two. He's fairly thin with messy brown hair, blue eyes, and soft features.
Jerry has unwrapped a bank lollipop and has about a dozen more in his lap. He shrugs and replies, "I knocked," before shoving the lollipop into his mouth.
"We're fucking robbing the place, Jerry. We're way past knocking. And put your fucking mask back on," the first gunman commands.
"They've already seen my face, Bryant," Jerry responds with attitude."Plus I don't want to get ski mask fuzz on my lolly."
"Can I go?" you chime in. "I got like a... I got like a thing I gotta get to."
Bryant grabs a roll of duct tape and instructs you, "Hands together, Shit Boy."
"Aww, I'm not so hot on Shit Boy, Bryant. At the very least I'm gonna push for Shit Man," you comment as Bryant tapes your wrists together.
"Go sit down over there with the others," Bryant commands you as he takes out a burner phone. "Jerry go tape his ankles together while I try to call this asshole again."
"He ain't answeriiiiiing," the remaining unnamed gunman sings.

You do as you're told and sit on the floor with the other terrified hostages. Some are shaking they're so nervous. Jerry walks over and kneels down. He unfurls some tape with one hand while holding his lollipop in the other. He looks around for a place to set down his snack as he restrains you.
"I got you," you tell him as you open your mouth.
Jerry hesitates for a moment before saying, "Eh, alright fine," and placing the lollipop in your mouth. It's lime flavored.
As Jerry is just about finished taping your ankles together, you crunch the lollipop, destroying the hard candy in your mouth for good.
Jerry looks up in shock as he hears the crunch. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"I don't know long this is gonna take," you justify your actions. "Man's gotta eat."
"Your dumb ass is lucky I got a bunch of these," Jerry mutters as he walks back to his chair. "Fucking Shit Man."

What do you do?

A) Nothing. Let this play out between the cops and gunmen, only intervening if harm is going to come to the hostages.
B) Talk to the hostages around you.
C) Try to talk to the gunmen and try to learn more about them.
D) Use your powers to create a diversion.
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You don't have to put my thighs in the microwave.