Reaper smirked, chuckling. "Live long enough, and you just might find out. But for now, start thinking on how to make it up to everyone you're abandoning. If you come up with something good... maybe Miss Scootaloo will back it up." With a smooth motion, he hopped off the table and headed back into the lobby, sitting down in one of the chairs. Within seconds, the droll of his snore filled the air once more, and he was out.