No boats, no airships (he guessed the guy meant planes), no way out. Weeeeiiiiird. He was still sure there was some sort of conspiracy going on around here. The blue-haired kid had mentioned something about there being an evil organization of paparazzi in the background, somewhere, but they couldn't be the only force behind all of this. All that for a few embarrassing tabloid photos? Yeah, right!

And Akutare didn't plan on leaving himself open to such an evil plot as that anyway. They'd have to get up pretty early to fool the Dark Hero like that.

What was with the weird gambling metaphor? Maybe that was just this guy's shtick. Or he was just as crazy as everything else in this place seemed to be. "So... Then what do you do?"