"Yeah, we like fun. What's it to you?"
"Allow me to explain, may I?" They said as they gestured inside.
"Of course." Humphrey said.
Erik sniffed him as they past, and they smelt terrible, like a rotting body. They then started to explain.
"My name is Benton Tarantella..." One said. No one said anything. He stood there in anger.
"Benton Tarantella?"
Again no response.
"The great carny of the century! And this is Errol Volker. A companion."
"What does this have to do with anything?" Carlos asked.
They then begin telling them everything. They say they have been scouting locations for their next spectacular event. They also think the gang would be perfect for this.
Benton asks to for the gang to help and Aaron, of course, is enthused, but Lilly and Hutch don't seem to care much. But when Tarantella offers a large sum of money, they greedily agree.
Erik isn't the least bit excited, and grows increasingly worried.
Erik sees that both brothers' masks fall off. Erik gasps and walked backward. No one else noticed that their masks fell off.
They were zombies! They just picked up their disguises and pops it back into place.
"Guys, they're dead! They're…"
"Nonsense! We aren't dead!" They screamed.
"Don't make things up, dog..." Benton said.
"Yeah, you stupid dog..." Errol said.
"Erik, be nice." Lilly said calmly.
"We just need you guys to do one thing." Benton asked.
"I gotta go!" Erik said to himself. He slipped out the den without anyone noticing.
"What is it?" Humphrey asked.
"Look here…" They pulled out a watch and swung it in front of their faces.
"It's a watch. So…." Lilly's jaw dropped. Her pupils became small and almost no-existent.
"Lilly, you ok…" Carlos did the same thing. So did Humphrey, Aaron and Hutch.
"Everything is going according to plan brother…"
"Yes, yes it is…."