So what do I do now? "Grease the guy" comes immediately to mind, but that carries its own set of risks and consequences. No, obviously the smart thing to do is wrack what I use for brains to figure out who the slag was, is, or whatever. If I can beat him at figuring how and where we’ve seen each other before, then I’ll know which way to jump. Until I get that brain wave, though, about all I can do is obsess about it, and stay drek-scared.