"I'll make sure to let someone know, don't worry about me Mr. Waltz, I can take care of myself, now where is that Mango Juice?"

Mael pouted as he could not find his favorite concoction before he noticed that the tailor was done and told him that he would be done with his suit in a couple of days, to which Mael nodded in thanks and stepped off the platform, looking outside and noticing that it was getting to noon. He should really return back to the hotel, he did not want to worry Koneko or Cain, he looked up at Mr. Waltz, smiling lazily. 

"Thanks, Mr. Waltz, it's been a pleasure to spend the day with you, make sure to inform your wife that I'm a boy, not a woman whose name is May Ell, please? I've had the strangest of calls go to my hotel room."

He shivered remembering the odd call that he had to call Koneko to handle it, people really needed to get it right, he was a guy! He sighed, waving to Mr. Waltz and leaving him in the tailor shop. Mael never noticed the punk from before had started to follow him, clearly wanting to settle whatever beef he had with him.