"The question is are you ready?" Xanatos asked, looking over at Mordin. "No doubt they'll question you also." As the police arrived, Xanatos hauled up the unconscious Terrible Tony, and gently put him over his shoulder in a fireman's carry.

"Evening boys," Xanatos said, deliberately pitching his voice a bit lower than normal. He knew that his microphone needed a lot of work-hopefully this would at least lessen the chance of him being recognized. "Got a criminal for you."