Mao's scream was abruptly cut short, the demon only able to let out a strangled "Ack!" as he was pulled back by the coat. Dammit... just what was this guy trying to do to him?! It was bad enough that he couldn't see (and why, of all places, did his glasses have to fall in THERE?), but now someone else was going to harass him? Didn't these people have other things to be getting to?

He practically tore the towel off of his head with an irritated growl as he attempted to face Genie--and was off by only a couple inches--ready to let loose a few deafening cries of protest. That, however, got cut short as the djinn mentioned his glasses. "Well what are you waiting for?! Get me them so I can get out of here!" he demanded, towel-holding hand clenching into a fist.