Seifer watched the werecheetah get up and return to his seat and for a brief moment had anyone seen them, it would have been hard to tell who was the Master and who the Slave as a little smirk tugged at the corner of Seifer's lips before he covered it up with his hand as he held the smoke to them once more and inhaled.
The older man raised an eyebrow at the question and watched the blond punk for a moment silently before he blew out another cloud into the air of the town car and decided to throw the kid a bone. "So they didn't tell you, huh? I got sucked into this shit fest maybe a month ago. You really got taken, Kid."