He smiled. "Glad to hear! Let me change into some more traditional clothing and I'll be ready."
After not too long when by, he re - emerged from out of the bathroom with that same suit on that he had meant to wear yesterday - yes, that red and black robe with the giant, golden belt - buckle to hold the sash up together with the pants as well, for it WAS one of his favorite pairs of clothes to wear anyways - regardless of what type of wear it was.
"Follow me please - if you'd kindly..."
He continued to progress through the halls slowly of his large mansion, and eventually he led the other King out of his house. After a limo took them to where they needed to be, the young King made sure that Will received extra hospitality for his "valiant acts" from yesterday, too. He also made sure that the audience and the hosts of theirs knew about it too, and even took a moment to clap for Will when the young King first acknowledged it. Immediately after though in what seemed like a sporadic act of rage, Vasil grabbed the camera - pointed it forcibly at himself - and yelled
"For all of those who tried to kill me yesterday - how DARE you! Who 'da hell do you think you are, Batman? Look, even if you want to be - you're not! Nor will you ever be! And understand that I'm bullet proof too, mothers like Fiddy - Cent!" Using one of his hands, the then made a gang symbol - or at least what he thought was one - with his hands, too.
"You can shoot me ten times, and I'll still get back up! And yesterday was proof of that! Want anymore now? Huh, hm?! Then go TALK TO 'YO MOMMA! There's a reason why gerbils constantly crap out rainbows in my mind, bi - atch!" Now he left the camera alone, retreating back to his sofa afterwards as he smiled now as if he had just had the time of his life.
"Don't you agree, Will?" He asked as he looked at him from a sideways angle.