After Vira had recovered from her freakout, (Not to mention after the overturned tables had been set back up, the drinks and food had been cleaned up from the floor, and a few unlucky folks had been treated for scratches and bites), Salvadore and his backup dancers had taken her up to the top of the 'Tower of Love' via a large elevator hidden behind his stage. They were inside of some kind of tiny little diner separated into two cramped stories, with Salvadore and Vira up top and his backup dancers sitting below chatting. From nowhere, a Halloween Zafara with a noticeable crack on his left temple had shortly before brought them their food with a bow; the food which Salvadore was currently going over.

"...So here, we have our special mussels and fish gratin with a delicately browned crust and a simply decadent cream, a Baeckeoffe which was brought in a magically-protected carriage from Brightvale just this morning, and our 'expanded escargot platter', including giant white snails and Tyrannian nautili," he said. Vira looked at the food laid out before her – The food was all freshly prepared, and placed neatly on engraved silver platters. The plates certainly gave off quite an enticing aroma – Vira was only just realizing how long she had gone without eating as the perfume of fine cooking wafted around her nostrils, massaging her sense of smell. Being unwelcome wheresoever she went wasn't very satisfying to the stomach at all – And as if in agreement with this thought, Vira's stomach suddenly gave a light, but still audible growl.

Giving a twitch and a scowl, Vira looked up to Salvadore with such venom that it would surely kill at least a small petpet. However, the target of her severe irritation was too busy sucking snails out of their shells in a very noisy, undignified form to notice. Sighing, Vira decided to try the Baeckeoffe. Taking a small dish of the stuff, she tried a bite. Vira chewed methodically, savoring the taste.

Admittedly, it was very good – Especially since Vira hadn't eaten for quite some time, and the last time she had eaten anything, it had been the usual disgusting, apalling, and in Vira's case, rebellious Haunted Woods fare. Not the finest of dining by any stretch of the imagination – At least, not to any sane person. Which probably explained why it was Haunted Woods food, considering the place was an absolute lunatic hole...

As she was eating and contemplating capricious fate's cruelty in leaving her only places of refuge in such locations as a cold, isolated mountain cave and a curséd pit of outcasts that a few notably foulmouthed, but entirely correct pirates referred to as 'Old Roger's Asshole' (Don't worry, Vira fans! We'll see some of that in time), Vira noticed that, somehow, a third party had joined her and Salvadore without being noticed.

Now Salvadore not noticing, that was understandable; but Vira had long since learned to stay aware of her surroundings at all times, and she had never heard any steps on the nearby staircase. Turning slightly so as to view this most stealthy individual of dining accompaniment, Vira was surprised to find that she recognized the neat, azure blue fur, calm indigo eyes giving her a serene look, and modest hood and dress.

Vira blinked, asking, "Um…What brings…You…Here…?" Inside of her head, Vira hissed in anger; that insane kink Salvadore had thrown her completely out of her element ever since she met him! She glared at the pervert in question again, only to see with wrathful eyes that he was using his disturbingly long, apparently prehensile tongue to try and scour the inside of his current shell; once more completely and utterly ignoring Vira's attempts to show him her intense dislike for his entire being. Glaring at him for a few moments, Vira turned back and looked at the silent woman next to her.

The Zafara Double Agent quietly took a bite from her bowl of gratin, chewing with a behaved, rather elegant composure – In quite the contrast to Salvadore, who had taken up his own bowl of gratin and was proceeding to savagely attack it with his utensils. However, the blue Zafara soon finished her bite and gave the query a reply, saying softly to Vira, "There are several factors that leave Salvadore's merry band of hedonists, criminals and general delinquents disconnected from the world outside of this small portion of the Haunted Woods. My job is to find valuable information and relay it to Salvadore for his purposes. Other than that, we've been…Well, I suppose 'friends' would be accurate enough, in this case. We've been friends for a pretty long time, and he pays generously for my information." With that, she slipped back into silence and took another refined bite of gratin.

This caused Vira to nod in understanding – Understanding of many, many things. In truth, Vira had been having a nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she had heard of this 'Rey del Concubinas Lascivos' before, with his dark blue afro, regressive leather outfit and flash, attention whorish-tendencies. Hearing this business about 'hedonists, criminals and general delinquents' made it rather clear as to how she had heard of him before…Out of the corner of her eye, Vira noticed the Zafara beside her offering some kind of rolled-up paper.

The Double Agent said, "I think you've caught on by now. This is only to clarify your suspicions." A bit disturbed about how she had so easily been read, Vira nonetheless took the paper and unrolled it. What she saw indeed cemented how she had felt before – And then crushed that assuredness as the full picture revealed itself. What Vira held in her hands was a wanted poster; the text below a picture of Salvadore's mad grin was as follows:

WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE!

Salvadore, Going By The Nickname

"REY DEL CONCUBINAS LASCIVOS!"

Crimes Include The Corruption Of Government Officials,

Stealing Money And Valuables On A Massive Scale, And

Assisting The Revolutionary Army!

WARNING: This Man Has Gone Toe-To-Toe With Judge Hog And Won!

Despite His Eccentric Nature, He Is To Be Regarded

WITH EXTREME CAUTION!

Bounty: 60,000,000 Neopoints!

After reading it over several times and deciding that the massive bounty wasn't a trick of her eyes, Vira looked to Salvadore with a mixture of shock, fear, and admiration; this man was so dangerous a criminal, he warranted a bounty of sixty-million! And the Revolutionary Army…! Suddenly, Salvadore noticed Vira's gaze locked on him; right as he was in the middle of picking his teeth with a steak knife. The large, afro'd Kougra sneered, speaking in an incensed tone.

"What? We haven't been able to steal any toothpick shipments in a while."