( Kinich accepts the voucher with a careful pinch of his fingers, bringing it closer to take a look at it himself. Sure enough, it says it's a meal voucher, and it says it's for the Golden Peacock. He has no problem taking this at face value, since if it doesn't work down the road— well, he can just find this guy later and get even, right?

So, with a slight nod, he folds it, tucking it into a back pocket of the casual outfit he's currently found himself in. )

That should do. ( He looks from the stranger to the dressing room just behind him. ) It probably seems like just a stuck zipper, but nothing's going to come off without my help.

So, would you rather cram the both of us in there, or do it out here where anyone could see you?

( Blunt again... He's just direct. )