[Someone is waiting for them when they come back. It's a werewolf in a very dapper suit with a large comical mustache on his face and an equally large comical cloak on his back, leaning against a wall a little ways away from Atem's doorway. He's a little hesitant to interrupt their conversation once he sees them come back out, but he also knows Atem's probably in no mood for a death talk.

So wish a dramatic swish of his cloak, he approaches them.... in an attempt to be menacing but it's so hard to be when your tail is wagging ridiculously much.]

Ya both stink, yo.

[They smell of Fog. Reaching into his pockets, he pulls out two equally ridiculous as his own fake mustaches.]

I weren't gonna kidnap you as well, brotha, but I can't have witnesses.

[He gently presses the mustache onto Nanami's face, then does the same with Atem's.]

So you part of the kidnap crew now. Or kidnapped. Whichever you wanna. Yer walkie talkie on you, Squiddles?