Victor had a place where he kept all the mementos from lovers who left the island. He found Reno's and returned. It was odd having such polite guests around. Not that his usual guests weren't, but they were a lot less formal. These weren't put off-guard by mentions of da Vinci or Frankenstein. He found that interesting.

"All I have are the gloves I gave you for Christmas," Victor said, handing Reno the box. "I'm alone for a change. You should try his tattoo parlor. Maybe get your friends a little something to remember Atia by." After all, who wouldn't want a tattoo done by Leonardo da Vinci?