Moments later, Snowball and Tattoo were heading back home in the pouring rain. "This sucks..." Snowball grumbled, hugging himself to keep warm. His back, left unprotected by the charred sweatshirt that the white rabbit wore, was completely soaked to the skin. Glancing at the shivering rabbit, Tattoo spoke quietly, "You know, I've been designing a suit that can accommodate your... abilities."

"That could come in handy when I finally get my hands on Mason," Snowball commented. Sighing, Tattoo asked, "You're still gonna kill him?"

"Why not, he killed me," Snowball retorted.

"Last I checked, you're walking beside me at this very moment," Tattoo noted. Rolling his blue eyes at the pig, Snowball informed his friend, "I'm not going to focus on anything else until I get my revenge."

"Boss, you've got powers! Why can't you use them for something else other than revenge?!" Tattoo exclaimed. Closing his eyes briefly, the pig headed down into the sewers. Snowball once again rolled his eyes as he followed his friend.