The male chuckled to himself in a soft tone. Waiting for them to leave he leaned on the door, looking to the boy. Man if he wasn't straight he'd be enjoying that accent. Part of his face was covered with his hair till he brushed it to slide left, coving the mini two way mic in his ear. It was how he was able to talk to Toy Maker, the young teen genius who loved making things. Which was why he was stalling. The teen was still installing the lock on the doors. Looking to Kinjo he spoke, "I heard from a student the other day that you had stolen some papers and cheated on a test. I do not know how true this is but I still need to check. May I have the bag please?" There was one thing he couldn't do and that was say Kinjo had been late, the kid was more punctual than "Mr. Popular" James Brant. That kid was amusing. He held out his hand to Kinjo with a smile, a kind one, and waited. Soon as he got the bag he went through it after setting it on a desk and went through it slowly. When he was done he made a face, "Interesting. I don't see how you have the papers. Well, you better get going." He said making the bag look like it hasn't been touched, "I'll see you tomorrow." He said with a smile.