Alice smiled. The commotion was inevitable. It was sure to be the filth in black, the cloaked fools. They dared to come about, act so suddenly. Well, that fool girl might have wanted to fight them head on, but Alice knew better. Things had to be planned, actions had to be felt.

THEN she would attack. That fool girl would know what stealth meant.

"Beetle J," Alice said in a singy voice. "Might you help me with something?"