…or did young mr. Hyre really decide to grace us with his presence? I should feel honored! Was your father’s research such a big disappointment as for him to stoop down to having you sneak around my turf? Tsk, tsk. This will be the end of your little tour, though, as I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to leave.
…and take your filthy fetish gear with you, if you please. It makes me sick.