The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

>Adler: The Great Coyote Spirit must have his gaze upon you, for in a pure looney tunes-esque moment of buffoonery, it blows up directly in your face leaving it comically blackened. Wonder how many aphids Typantronn will win from this.
>Adler: Surely the best way to get a feel for something's taste is to just taste it. Give that powder a lick.
>Adler: BLECH!!!
>Adler: Your inept bungling continues for a while. Alchemy is harder than they make it look. When you get tired of burns, concussions, and poisoning yourself, hop into the scry doohickey and check how the battle is going. The Duchess and the Boy Dukes are preoccupied enough that they shouldn't notice you.

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Spoiler[Sorry for re-posting the same thing twice. I couldn't think of anything else that was relevant.]
>Ixies: Right: monocles, secret phrases, and battle cries. Let's go make some antgladers cry and make some trees bleed.
>Ethel and PJ: It's impractical and too far away for you to trek to Percysthorpe. Take a page from Adler's book and supervise from a distance. The ixies have their orders and they know what to do.
>Duchess: Bah! Them Vulpey-Vulpes think they can fool you with all these shoddy and obviously fake ixie costumes they got flying around. They're wearing monocles and they all talk funny. That one with the floppy arms and fox tail is pretty convincing, but all the rest is a dead give away! Just who do they think they are, asking you for 12 cases of Persoc-Itoome. You already gave it to them! Once this is over, you're going to have some stern words with those fascist foxes...
>Shrubs and trees: Things start to get really itchy.