Back at the home of Ophidian, he was hard at work making himself dinner, but his eye had caught sight or the newcomers to town, and he was scribbling down some notes on a pad, thinking to himself.<br/><br/>"Perhaps bugging. No. Too obvious." He murmured. "Careful study. I'll just HAPPEN to be in th areas. Make mental observations. That kitsune owns that club and lives practically out of it, so..."