[Lupin stares at Zenigata for a long beat, wanting to disbelieve. He doesn't find it in himself to do so. Instead, he just shakes his head.]

Makes sense...but that kinda puts me out of a day job, Pops. And these Malnosso-whatevers having our stuff is more than a little creepy.

[He listens, regardless, and enters to retrieve 'his' effects.]