Alexander swaggered into the room, humming a jaunty little tune.  In marked contrast to his previous clothes, he was wearing a black blazer over a grey t-shirt, with a pair of designer jeans and leather shoes.  He twirled a pair of sunglasses in his hands as he headed towards Yuriko, planting a quick peck on her cheek.<br/>"Babe, that was amazing.  Once this is over, you and I need to tour the world: the things you and I could do together.  We'll deserve a vacation anyway."<br/>Flush from the victory over the gang, Alexander practically glowed with excitement and energy.  The quick jaunt to shake things up had satisfied that trickster itch of his, and he set in the right mindset to tolerate whatever dour and dull plan the group was going to have to carry out.<br/><br/>Plopping down on a chair, Alexander stretched his limbs out and then clapped his hands together.<br/>"Alright, so team meeting time.  I notice that we're still missing a couple people from our Scooby-gang: anyone got an ETA on them?  Dad forbid that I miss out on an opportunity for Cleo to treat me like I'm new to the business," Alexander remarked rather cheekily.  "Mind you, with old age comes a certain amount of crankiness so maybe I should let it slide."