Planetary News: It will be one thousand and six years since Marie Clare sought her freedom and led to the liberation of all machines. Pluto plans on continuing their annual ceremony honoring her even with what's going on in the system. When asked to comment, Governor Miracle Diracle said she wasn't worried about Cleopatra since her hatred was towards trophy hunters and Martians.

"Zorro Blackwater, aka The Gentleman, used to be a bandit before becoming a thief. Born and raised in Calabasas, Titan—Saturn's moon—he had robbed trains and spacecrafts by age ten. By twenty-one, he had formed Gang Rat—one of the top gangs on the moon. As he grew older, he got bored with living the same lifestyle. So, he retired from Gang Rat and planned on leaving Titan. But when the Titan Communist Party—leaders of the moon—found out, they had other ideas. They banished Zorro and branded him an outlaw. He accepted his fate without question."

Wolf stared at The Gentleman while coming to terms with what Wednesday had told him. Zorro had introduced himself as The Gentleman, so the coyote would call him that.

"Doth thee has't an answer for me?" The Gentleman sat across from Wolf with a metallic square table between them. He had removed his cape and jacket, remaining with a vest and pants, revealing his silver cybernetic right arm.

Wolf had left Pervy Pete at the stadium while he and The Gentleman went to the latter's spacecraft, The Great Swinger. It was a violet cruiser with a catshark-like shape and twice the size of The Anastasia. Machines made up most of its crew, focusing on maintaining and protecting the craft while The Gentleman and his partners were out on a job.

"I accept," Wolf said.

The Gentleman had offered Wolf one hundred thousand credits to help him find his team member who had gone to Deadland Egypt to raid the Tomb of Khufu and hadn't reported back.

The Gentleman raised the glass of beer in his hand. "Excellent," he said before drinking half of it. He placed the glass on the table, wiped the foam from his top lip, and ate his burgers and fries.

Wolf had ordered ramen noodles and an "R2 Energy Drink" which had Riley Runtown's face on it. When he finished eating the ramen, he took a sip of the drink. It tasted like breast milk. How did he know? Well... it was a story for another time.

"Gentle, we're 'ome," a female voice said from behind Wolf.

The Gentleman looked up from his paper plate and smiled.

Wolf turned and saw three women heading their way. He gasped upon noticing the redbone on the left with a silver pixie haircut, wearing a denim shirt, white shorts, and black sneakers. A redbone was a light-skinned woman with red undertones in her hair and skin. The red undertones were common among women on Io, Jupiter's moon. While Yellowbones were from Callisto.

He placed his hand on his chest, his heart thumping against his ribcage. "Lola?" Wolf said, not believing his eyes. Lola was the witch Wolf had slept with and neglected to tell Rainbow.

Lola sat on Wolf's lap and placed her hands on his cheeks. She smelled like mint and grapefruit. She kissed his lips, leaving him bewildered, his heart beating fast.

Wolf didn't know what to do or how to react. Before parting ways, they had agreed their sexual encounter was a one-time thing, and they wouldn't do it again nor look for each other.

"Like, I missed you, Wolfie. Like, I missed your kisses and the feeling of your breath on my skin. And like, everything else we did," Lola said before leaning closer to his ear. "Like, do you remember, like, when you tied me up and—"

Wolf covered her mouth with his hand, blushing. Lola was a masochist, and he couldn't deal with such a person all the time. Only once in a while was what the doctor had ordered. "Who are they?" he asked her.

"She's Bentlee, but we call her The Mage." Lola pointed at the brown-skinned woman with vitiligo, wearing an oversized leopard print sweatshirt dress and a gray bucket hat, gazing at Wolf with her scarlet red eyes.

"Hello, Bentlee," Wolf said.

"Hello to you too, I suppose." Bentlee took a drag from her e-cigarette and swallowed the smoke.

"And that's Chichi, but she prefers The Lady." Lola nodded at the dark-skinned woman with long purple hair, wearing tight black pants and a white shirt. Black cat-eye sunglasses hid her eyes, and red lipstick covered her plump lips.

"Iz a pleasure to finally mee' you, Wolf. I've 'eard a lo' abou' you," The Lady said.

"I hope it's all good." Wolf chuckled nervously. Who had told her about him? He glanced at Lola. She looked away from him and started whistling. "Lola, what did you do?" She was hiding something.

"Ok, like, you know when you said, like, it was a one-time thing and we shouldn't meet again?" Lola asked.

"I remember."

"Well..." Lola tapped Wolf's nose. "I, like, didn't listen."

Wolf narrowed his eyes. "Explain."

"I've been, like, following you ever since, like, we parted ways." She kissed his lips again. "It's, like, not a big deal."

"Lola was the one who toldeth about thee," The Gentleman chimed in. "She followed thee to Coupon City and descried thee taking down The Forgotten Nuns." He put a hand on his chest. "Don't worry though, thy secret is safe with us."

The women agreed with a nod.

Wolf glanced between The Gentleman and Lola. "You've been following me?" If it was true, then why hadn't Wednesday informed him? She always did when she spotted anything or anyone stalking him.

"Remember when I warned you she was crazy before you slept with her and you didn't listen?" Wednesday asked. "You reap what you sow, Wolf! You reap what you saw!" She chortled, sounding like a laughing duck. Rainbow had made her that way on purpose, knowing he loved watching videos of EVIL LAUGHING DUCKS HARMING CHILDREN on Soltube.

"Like, why are you smiling?" Lola asked.

"What else is there to do? I already accepted The Gentleman's offer," Wolf said. "We'll talk more about this later."

"Fine." Lola frowned and got off his lap. She looked like a scolded child.

The foursome seemed to come from different backgrounds, but they looked like a tight unit; something he never had. "The four of you make—"

"Five," The Gentleman corrected.

"Right, I forgot about the missing guy." Wolf took a sip of his energy drink. "Do you have a group name?"

"The Rocketeers."

"I like it."

"Thank you. I came up wi'h i'," The Lady said with a smile.

"You never told me your name," Wolf said to The Gentleman, even though he knew it. He had a habit of slipping up from time to time and didn't want to blab it out before being told.

"I'm Zorro, but calleth me The Gentleman. Our missing member is Little Rabbit. You can calleth him The Coyote."

"The Gentleman, The Lady, The Mage, The Coyote, and..." He looked at Lola. "The Witch?"

"Like, yes." Lola smiled.

"What do you do?"

"Different things," The Gentleman said.

"Alight. When do we leave?" Wolf asked.

"We has't a few hours to spare," The Gentleman said. "Wend back to thy spaceship and gather the things thee will needeth for our journey to Earth."

"You want me to stay with you?" Wolf's eyes widened.

"We're a team faw nah. An' as a team, we stick toge'her. You can awder your spaceship's AI to follow us. Bu' in the mean'ime, you're stayin' wi'h us un'il af'er we rescue The Coyote. Is tha' fine wi'h you?"

"Yes."

"Make yourself a' home." The Lady turned to The Gentleman. "Can I talk to you in priva'e?"

"By all means," The Gentleman replied.

The two left. The Mage followed not long after, leaving Wolf alone with Lola. She had the same suggestive look on her face she had the first time they met. He hadn't been able to resist it then, but now...

Wolf walked up to Lola and offered his hand. She took it into hers. "I have an hour to spare before returning to my spacecraft," he said.

"Like, that's all I need." She grinned.