Reizu watched as the crew walked into the bus. The scent of fresh leather and carpet would fill there nostrils as the interior revealed a bunch of rooms rather than just one linear setting. The wolfeasel walked into the bus and marveled at it before being guided to the driver's seat by Gladys. He sat Reizu down and gave him his prized goggles. Reizu took them gratefully and fastened them over his eyes. The old otter gave him a last wink and they exchanged their handshake before he got off.<br/><br/>A wirring noise could be heard from under he bus as the dirt shuffled to reveal a slightly rusted turntable that turned the bus to a ramp up the open highway. Gladius appeared at Reizu's window side. "Well, it hurts me to see you gone so soon, but I know you have a mission to do. So I eagerly await." The wolfeasel smiled at he cranked up the bus. "Yeah. But the good thing about adventures. The stories to tell." Gladys nodded his head. "True. I'll see ya later." The bus cranked up with a vicious roar as the engine began to rumble to life. The wolfeasel laid his head on the wheel before looking up and pushing the accelerator. The wheels spun with furious velocity as the vehicle propelled itself onto the highway. Reizu looked back to see the flash of silver leave the turntable.<br/><br/>The bus didn't go to back to the house but rather to an RV park to blend in with the world around them. The bus didn't contrast from the others already parked. The wolfeasel looked around to make sure the coast was clear. "Well, this'll be our temporary hideout for the while unti Ptricia makes the garage. Now that were back in action, we should sharpen ourselves."<br/><br/>(Montage initiate. :3)