"No need~" a man's voice echoed from behind Jenso after the door swung open, "What business do you have with me?" He asked. He had an even more robust outfit than his assistant, with the same blue and green square pattern layered across his loose linen shirt that revealed part of his chest. He looked at his assistant with his cold grey eyes, prompting the man to reopen the shop. Bobba smiled and shrugged, shifting his loose fitting pants and shirt as he flourished his ponytail and yanked a huge sack over his head, slamming it on the ground. It rustled with materials, rocks mostly, and sat quietly before him and Jenso. "Speak, please! I have much more work to do!"