(wow. OK.)<br/><br/>Reizu unheeded the glare as he placed his bass guitar in his case. He also took out all his knives and put them in his pant pockets. "Cops'll be here any minute. Let's go. Oh, Soran, give this to them and watch the reaction." He placed his Burnout Elite Liscence on the counter and left out the back door. The wolfeasel's neck began to turn black from the collar's curse. However, Reizu did not notice.