[ Having apparently finally exhausted his search of all corners of the tent, Giovanni turns back to Akira with a displeased huff. ]

Nothing. Man! This is gonna make a real junky evil lair! Oh hey, I didn't even ask, are you evil? Uh, how do I...

[ Okay. This is gonna be a little more complicated, charades-wise, but no challenge is too challenging for Giovanni Potage! He holds up one finger, then clasps his hands together, flutters his eyelashes, and simpers. ]

Good? Or...

[ Now holding up two fingers, he tugs his cape up to his chin, throws his head back, and lets out his best diabolical laugh. ]

Evil? Uh, you.

[ He lamely points to Akira, as an afterthought. ]