"Huhhh!" Shadow Macho glanced at the tower of inkopolis. "Hehe, the Great Zapfish is gone again? Good. That distracting Eel was getting on my nerves anyway."

They glanced at you before turning to you. "What you lookin' at, Friend?" They smile a bit venomously.

"Your a agent? Do your job then. Hehe." "--Save the little Eel, I'm not doing it."

"No answer? Huh, kind of expected that from a inkling made 10,000 years ago in our generation."

"--What? I talk to much? So formal? Sad. Im gonna continue until your pointy ears burst into ink."

They seemed to be the Clone of Macho, much better at English. Very intelligent and formal and... a chatterbox.