The dwarf's eyes widen as the barrel of Tzahala's SMG comes uncomfortably close to his nose, and he immediately steps back and raises his hands to the sky.<br/><br/>"Hm. Well, you're no fun..." The dwarf rolls his eyes, and Tzahala notices that his voice seems to change slightly. Obviously, it's still his voice... but the inflections and accent seem to change ever-so-slightly, and his eyes begin to glow with a faint, otherworldly light. "I should never have borrowed Girly's powers... that geas of hers is pretty much a dead giveaway."<br/><br/>The "man" steps back, and motions for Tzahala to put away her gun.<br/><br/>"I ain't about to fight you, miss. Not my style. Though I'd ask how much the Mouse is payin' you for the night, because I'm thinkin' I might be able to pay you a little bit better to let us have our fun..."