(Good to hear you back, Gelus!<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>)<br/><br/>They watched the passengers and NIGHT officers get off the monorail as they shut it down. Janz closed his eyes and looked down. "Good. This way no one gets hurt." Reizu looked at him questionly. "What do you mean?" Janz pressed a switch that was in his hand. The train went up in a beautiful flurry of red flames. "Snake Eater" could be heard on Janz's iPod as the soldiers looked in alarm. His sibling was amazed at why he did it. "Why.........did you do that?" Janz glanced at the display and stood as it fell off the tracks. "We must destroy all traces of evidence of our appearance. And the evil that is NIGHT's technology. That....is part of our ninja way. We hold no grudges and leave no trace of our appearance. When we die, only our loved ones will know about us ever living." Rez stared for a while before he stood up also. "Where do we go now?" Janz's blue eyes looked toward the city. "I'll go back to the bar to show this to the manager. You go on home and rest." The weasel shook his head defiantly. "No. I'm not staying home hoping you'll come back in one piece. I'm coming, whether heaven..," He shook his fist. "Or hell." Janz looked at his brother with a look of amazement. "Fine. But you are going in disguise just like me." Reizu beamed. "OK. Lead the way." The brothers hitched a ride on top of a semi and rode back to the original city. From there, they walked to the bar. Once they reached the bar, Janz and Reizu resumed the natural human disguise. The duo entered the bar and pulled out a stool. Reizu looked around the occupants. Janz was right: it was a different variety everytime. He saw Hydra and his partner, Phantasm, still the same; the skunk Janz warned him about, he looked a bit fancier and smaller; and he saw Samuel. He thought about waving to him but he was speaking to the skunk. And during times like these, it was bad to be interruptive, especially during business deals. Janz slapped a $20 on the counter. "Could you get us a few butterbeers and a few minutes of your time? I got my hands on some....interesting information I would like to share."