It's not very long before the door is opened by a small fellow, looking behind himself at first.

"...find out what's got Dolores knocked out like that. I'll be right back, don't worry."

Then he turns and sees their visitor. Curiosity writ in his expression he steps forward, the door swinging shut behind him.

"That tune...." His brows twitch together in confusion. "It's... is that what's doing this?"

Oh, now this is interesting. This little fellow has brought that green energy with him. It twines around him, feeds lazily on him, dances behind his eyes. There's a wariness to his gaze, though.

"Who are you?"