Orb weaver couldn't help but snicker a bit at their answers. Warren's had been a fairly tame albeit reckless one, while John's had been the exact opposite. Before he had the chance to comment on this however, Bolt decided to take his leave with a final comment on how he'd be in touch. The criminal smirked and set his tablet on the crate, musing that he might have just found a partner on crime that would be useful in the future, possibly even two or three if he ran into John and Sarah again. Orb weaver was certain that the telepath would be down for anything that would benefit him, though the girl would prove to be a tricky one to win over. That could wait, for now it was time to hit the road, "[color=fff200][b]Well, this has been a blast my telepathic friend, however I believe it's time that I bid you adieu.[/b][/color]". Without even the slightest hesitation, Orb weaver pulled off his mask and ruffled his hair a bit. He shoved the mask, gun, and tablet into his bag and jumped off the crates, landing with a small grunt. "[b]If you're ever looking to do something like this again, my usual hangout is the cafe on Mariner Avenue. Be seeing ya.[/b]" Jacque said as he patted John on the shoulder and walked off whilst whistling Joker and the Thief.