"We can ask, I'll say come up. It's always fun to have back-up. And an audience to watch. I'm sure we'll go up a notch." Jervis pulled out the walkie-talkie they call had been given and pressed the button. "Dormouse! March Hare! To the roof with you. Jerome has a twin, it's true! We must test his smarts."

"We will be up in a moment, Mr Tetch." Jonathan replied and Jeremiah eyed the excited man with concern and horror. Jervis was a squirmy, strange man with no pupils right now and way too much power. And there was Jerome. The puppet master.

"What's wrong with him?" Jeremiah licked his lips, trying to ignore the D comment and focusing on what he could do. Gather information. "How can he do this?"