Lacy's eyes flashed from a normal state to that of a snake then back again. Her father was a touchy topic for her. Taking his suggestion, she didn't answer as she poured herself another glass of alcohol. "It's a bit more complicated than just inheriting my abilities from him, but sure," she answered. She picked up the glass and downed the whiskey in one gulp. "What about you? Did you get yours from your parents?"

Trick just happened to be passing by when he heard Agent's words. Frowning, he pulled up his mask then shifted to flying mode. He silently hovered up behind Agent and put a gun up to her head. It wasn't actually lethal, it was loaded with tranquilizers, but no one would know it unless they checked. "Yeah, and if you do either of those then I'm going to have to blow your brains out," he growled, clicking the pin. "Let him go."