Vincent listened to her questions that she continued to ask. "I am not sure if I will retire. That is based on my own thoughts and desires. Whether something is taken too far to where I consider taking a break or retiring. Also, the thing is, even though I like to stop crime like this. I do whatever I can to make sure that nobody gets hurt or killed. Guns and swords can hurt people a lot more than a mere Slingshot. I use this because it's a simple type of weapon." When she offered him a drink, he felt a little more calm and relaxed. That was, till the guy from earlier got up and was holding A.J. hostage. Man, this guy wasn't going to take a break, was he? The things he thought would happen, and this decides to rise up? Especially holding A.J. hostage like that. A.J. didn't know who the White Cat was. But the White Cat, Vincent, knew who A.J. was. A.J. was a special friend of his. Even so, he still kept his identity hidden, even to his best friend.<br/><br/>Slowly, Vincent stood up, staring at them. "That may be so, sir... But if you can't already tell, it's getting dark out.." He hinted, from outside the window, the sun had set, making it pretty much dark outside. When the remaining of the sun had disappeared, so did the light, and so did Vincent. It was dark in the entire house, which meant that the attacker could not see. But Vincent, he could see fairly well, so he was creeping along the walls in the dark not making a sound. He would occasionally let loose some shots from his slingshot to throw the attacker off guard. If he could confuse him, then it would mean easy access to saving A.J.<br/><br/>Soon, he was close by without being seen. Then, he kicked the gun out of his hand. It shattered the window and was laying out in the front lawn. Vincent grabbed the attacker's arm and used his knee to hit him in the groin. This sent him stumbling back to where Vincent did a roundhouse kick, sending the guy across the room and into the wall. He was breathing heavily, looking at the guy and then at A.J. He used the Rubbing Alcohol trick again, this time, tying the cloth around the guy's face so he would stay passed out till the cops arrived.<br/><br/>He turned his head to look at A.J. "You alright?" he asked, walking over to her to check and see if she was hurt. It didn't look like it, so he sighed with relief.