"And now I leave you to be lowered into this vat of acid, eaten by the acid-proof piranha, and finally be shot by my Acid Death Ray™, Mr. Pond."
Description:
The major effect of this shtick is the ability to have gadgets shrunk down to incredibly small sizes. Items of Medium Mass or smaller may be used at a negligible mass, and may infact be made up to look like other mundane items such as wristwatches, sunglasses, or fancy shoes. Only the patron with this shtick may use these items without them malfunctioning and backfiring on the user. Usually in an ironic and painful way. (Shooting self with the laser-pen, blinded by the infra-red sight sunglasses, dialing the wrong numbers on the shoe-phone, etc...) The item being shrunk down must be approved by the bartender beforehand. (No, you -cannot- put an automatic shotgun in your watch!) Of course we all know the Bartender is a perfectly logical and reasonable human being. So there should be no problems.
The minor effect is that whenever the Patron is captured by his arch-nemesis, or the major villain he is currently hunting, they will feel compelled to kill the Patron in some obscure and painful fashion. This will involve placing them into a strange death contraption and leaving, completely secure in the fact that the Patron will be disposed of by said means.
Of course the Patron's friends without this effect are still screwed if captured, even with the Patron. They always get separate cells (ala Bylaw: COP) and death methods.
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