The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

>Percy: Decide to publish the notes they kept on you as your own work when you get back home, but first, turn in your paperwork to Miss Chubb.
>Miss Chubb: Read the file. Oh crap...
>The horseradishes fall out and the empty pie tin harmlessly bounces off Estmere's forehead.
>Estmere: "Um, the pie throwing contest hasn't started yet, so like, minus five points."
>Giraffe Sisterhood Agent: *to Adler through elfmind* "This would go a lot better for you if you just sit down and do as you're told. We know you've stolen Thomson's loyalty from us, but we have backup plans. If you act as we dictate ,we may, just MAY, deem to allow you to keep some of your wiles and a pittance of your venery talents. Otherwise, I can summon a few agents to rip you out of that ridiculous glamour disguise and perform the procedure right here and now, and you know very well there's not a single person who could stop us. What'll it be?"
>Adler: Oh Crap...
>Glenholm: Flawlessly and exactly deduce who it is Lemmy is tailing, what's going on, and even what the current volatile situation is.
>Lemmy: Oh crap...
>Alice: With the Ixies firmly locked into your servitude, tell them exactly what you want them to do.
>Ixies: Oh crap...
[Or alternately]
>Ixies: "HA! You can't control us! We've unionized!"
>Alice: Oh crap...