Taking the ordered food off the waiter's hands and ordering some tea and sugar, Luxord spitefully ignored number Six's pouting in the corner, as well as Larxene's snickering and Xaldin's glare of imminent annihilation. The two higher-ranking members did not earn his respect, and he did not plan to give them any until they had. And as for Larxene? Well, she was just sadistic, and he could care less what she thought.

Now with tea, sugar, and the rum the waiter had left before, number Ten began the chore of mixing the contents into a separate cup, smile never leaving his face.

"So, does anyone mind explaining what I was absent for? As much as I enjoy running around in the dark, I can only assume understanding the events passed would be an advantage."