[Reed was jogging through the streets after he'd just finished work. He was enjoying his time between his shift and the apartment he shares with his dad, contemplating what he should get at the store to cook tonight. He's been blissfully unaware of the laser guns (which, if he knew about them, he'd be in on this game like white on rice), and he is just happily pattering along, unsuspecting that someone might get the jump on him.

When Yogi jumps out from behind the tree, he'll find a very surprised, short, fifteen-ish looking male covered in car grease. And Reed's hands fly up in the air; he looks genuinely nervous, even though he's trying to play it off with a smile.

He definitely hasn't caught on to the fact that this is a game, and he's admittedly pretty a little freaked out.]

Whoa, hey, I instantly surrender! Don't shoot!

...Uh. What am I wanted for, again? I think I missed that part. If it's a ransom, I don't think you're gonna get very far.

[His dad won't do squat for him, he's sure. He'd probably sooner let the kidnappers do whatever they liked.]

But, hey, if it's money you're after, I'm happy to contribute.