Bronk and Tells nod, each acknowledging Truth's words. They delay only long enough for their places to be taken up by their fellows before they depart, stern in mien and set in their purpose. The other Strongs work all the harder as Truth and Rayovac.<br/><br/><hr/>Rico and Flippy puffed out their chests. This was in the bag. "Of course, Uncle!" They both pronounce with solemn, maleful pride.<br/><br/>"I'll stay behind with the trash," Rico said disdainfully, "I'm used to dirty work." The Strong sneered at Rat Sponge. Flippy fell into step with Uncle, and Licorice Whip went off to find Stephan.<br/><hr/><br/>It took longer than usual to find Top Dog. The man was evasive about his whereabouts and chose to prevaricate in his answers, but it was hardly the time to press him on it. Stephan had a solemn expression, and the leader of the refugees stood slightly behind, flanked by strong men. "They heard there was a commotion, and they want to help out and prove themselves." Stephan said, and cocked his head in a questioning manner. The trio of refugees looked like strong, hardened men. Not so hardened and war-tempered as the Shephard Dogs, and certainly not of the caliber of Los Buitres, but good, solid men that would be an asset.<br/><br/>At this time, Truth Strong and Rayovac Strong arrived at Uncle Marco's domicile, with their own agenda to press.