Mao attempted to interject multiple times, but the fact that a strange, blue man was singing some sort of cheesy song about respect was much more distracting than one might believe. Which was to say that any point Mao might have made was completely squashed by feelings of "for the love of all that is evil and unholy get the hell off me."

The earlier comment about the guy behind the tree, however, caught his attention. Had that just been something random thrown in to make the statement rhyme or had this guy seen who had shoved him in? Still, Mao wasn't so sure he wanted to get that kind of information from this person. At the moment, he just wanted to go back "home."

"Oi, get off of me!" the demon snapped, attempting to wriggle out of Genie's grasp. "What's the big idea?!"