Odds smirked and said, "So Diablo, you want to know what interest I have in Jeff? It really is quite simple. Those files he stole hold the information Waller wants... And those files also hold the key to my... rather amnesia centric past. I want what's in there just as much as she does. The only difference being that I can get it, and she has to watch when I do. Oh, and before I forget... You might want to be careful. Jeff's clothes are fireproof. I saw him take a bomb like it was nothing." Odds conveniently left out his involvement with that specific explosive.<br/><br/>Taking his staff (which looked like an old British oak cane at the moment) he nodded to Killer Croc and walked over to Yuuya, smiling as he did so. "I suppose you have been kept waiting long enough." He said, tapping his cane on the ground. nodding to the bartender, he said, "First round's on me. For my tardiness. Now then, down to business... Money is no object. so what is it you want other than that?"