Chuckling softly, Hayley grinned and replied, "Psychos are good at spotting their own kind, supposedly. At least he can use what brain cells he has for something. We should get some doggie snacks for him on our way home." The blonde relished the chance she had at making fun of Vincent, still pissed off at him after nearly being killed in the heat of the moment when they first met. "That aside, just don't let him go after the nearest boobs he could see."