In mere moments he was upon them, pistols drawn, tails whipping behind him, a smile as wide as the entire Wasteland plastered on his face. "Heheh, well, look at this. The two voyeurs enjoying a hot meal together. Oh, and you brought dessert!" His voice was singsong, almost in a taunting manner. "I do hope you have enough to share." Almost as is to warn them, he started twirling his revolvers around in his hands nonchalantly, raising an eyebrow at the big feline. Had he been a normal kitsune he would have attacked without hesitation, but he wasn't all there. As of yet, he had no hostilities towards the furry, but that was liable to change fairly quickly. The girl on the other hand, a neko, seemed rather nice, cute.<br/><br/>With a grin, holstering one pistol, he moved towards the neko slowly, sitting down in front of her. "You seem rather nice. Who's this big walking pillow hanging around you? A bodyguard or something?" With a furtive glance towards the creature, he chuckled, returning his gaze back to the neko. "You know, I think I'd make a much better guard. He's too big. And from the looks of it, he doesn't seem to be all too sound in the mind ya know?" His voice was hushed as if trying to tell a secret. He knew the other male could hear him perfectly fine, but what was it to him? He was here to get some food for him and his charge, and maybe even have a cute little girl accompany him. Maybe Sam would swing both ways? The fox-demon sighed, shaking his head. "Come on Sammy, I don't think Mr. Meow over here will mind."