Vasquez hears a hint as loud and clear as that. Working his way to his knees, he's definitely going to get the pants very dirty on this costume, but he also doesn't know if he cares, not when he's got such a nice view. Rocking back onto his heels, he takes Bobo in hand, first, though not exactly in mouth.

"Is this how you want to avoid evil royalty?" he challenges, as if he's going to walk away. Not when he's here and he's already enjoying himself so much.