The chance of a lifetime? You still haven't told me exactly what it is you want!

[ Come on Squalo, communication man! ]

Explain. Before I have to do something about that cello.

[ Of all things, he holds up his guitar, pointing the end of its neck at the other man, finger ready on a custom switch. It's not the friendliest looking guitar. It looks more like two woven together by metal pipes.

Where the hell is security? ]