Bet you it’s stolen
Hades: What… are… those?
Pain: Um, I don’t know.
I-I thought they looked kinda dashing.
Hades: I’ve got 24 hours to get rid of this bozo, or the entire scheme I’ve been setting up for 18 years goes up in smoke
Hades: and you are wearing his merchandise?
[Hades almost blows up in front of Pain, but stops to see Panic slurping a Hercules drink]