White Hat wasn’t the biggest fan of your personality, always disagreeing with your certain methods when it came to your role as an anti-villain. But he still tried his best to try and get you to come join his organization since he knew you’d be a good fit despite how you never got along with him.

The two of you would face off once more, White Hat trying to no avail to get you to see things his way. But you’d interrupt him as your whole demeanor would suddenly change to one of sincerity and kindness. It shocked him a little, sure, but he tried not to show how it felt a little unsettling to see the sudden mood change.

“Pick a number from 1 to 10.” you’d suggest as you held the contract he had previously wanted you to sign, a giant grin on his face as he looked as if he’d tear up.

“Really?” he’d fan his hand over his face with a sniffle, you nodding your head as your response. He’d take a moment to think about it before answering with the number “10”. A devious snicker came over you as you folded the contract up.

“10 seconds… OF PEPPER SPRAY.” you’d suddenly throw the contract carelessly away as you whipped out some pepper spray, spraying him right in the face for 10 seconds straight before scurrying away, leaving him to process the 5 stages of grief he just went through with that.