"I found a scapegoat to use, but I kinda forgot about the rest of 'em..." Flare said scratching her neck nervously. "It's great to be back..."

"SCAPEGOAT? WHAT? GOD DAMN IT!" The high-pitched little mouse complained as he struggled to get free. "GET OFFA ME!"

Flare smiled innocently and dropped the mouse into her dress, letting it's head poke out the top. "I don't wanna go to jail, man~!" It squeaked.