"I don't think we'd be able to find out too much from those targets by spying on them here, Enzo." Tyler answers, before staring at Lucas' conversation with the mice, and the nutbread given to him. Then he starts to eye up the packages in the corner, walking over to open one up.

"We wouldn't overhear that much, though maybe that higher ranking Pigmask will brag to the girls he's got around him. you know, trying to impress them."