"Unfortunately there are some things even it isn't capable of disguising." [Flug shoots a nasty look at his employer. Like the infernal sense of humor that just made that jab about his headware situation. But 'playful' sniping aside, this was far too exciting for insults to sully the mood. A wealth of potential lay at their fingertips! Finally things were starting to feel like old times.]

"I say a quick replication is in order~ We could print a disguise all in one go, but seperate individual pieces are sure to yield a more accurate result."

[They could work their way up to those sinister specialties as they go. Flug walks over to the array of materials they collected for the basis of their designs.]

"Would you like to do the honors, Sir?"