*scowls*
It seems none of you has gotten any smarter, younger or better looking while I was away.
Pity.
Well, then…
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It is good to see you are well, Ms.
And you, Cat.
Speak for yourself, granny.
Kill anyone interesting lately, Sunglasses?
Where is my goat?
Funny story: a bandersnatch got him.
So very sad.
Hoy, Miss Mumsy!
*presses a coin into Jimmy’s hand and then cuffs him gently on the head*
Get a job!
And things were going so well.
Is THAT what you call it?
*cackles*
Don’t lie–I know you miss being my chauffeur.
how do you think I still get the car from Emerson?
What?
*smirks as Emerson yells at Malus*
My work here is done.
Er, Madame? Getting younger over time is physically impossible.
But I digress. Welcome back to town, Miss Mumsy. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dr. Henry Jekyll, the new Chief of Medicine at the hospital. Pleased to meet you.
-Dr. Henry Jekyll
*squints skeptically*
Hmph.
“Jekyll” sounds suspiciously like “jackal.” Pure coincidence, I’m sure.
Hm? I didn’t think it sounded anything like jackal…
Oh, wait. I see why. No, my name is pronounced GEE-kul, sort of like “seek,” not JEH-kul, like the word “jackal.” It’s a common misconception, so I don’t really mind which pronunciation people use.
– Dr. Henry Jekyll
Oh no, that old hag is still alive and kicking?! *snatches a discarded newspaper to hide behind, feigning interest in it’s pages*
Your old house now has some sort of temple ruins on it. Wonder how that happened.