For those enough salty enough to remember the ’60s live, it goes by the period reference:
Do unto others. Then split.
Hanging around to answer stupid questions is a sucker move, and only liable to fill the D.A.’s dance card – with your name.
Don’t be That Guy.
You should have a brass catcher mounted already.
Eff Off. At a slow but determined walking pace.
Everyone remembers the guy running.
No one looks twice at the Grey Man walking away.
Word to Claire Wolfe*:
It’s getting pretty damned close to that “Time to shoot the bastards”. Just saying.