"So, what was with all the ruckus back there?" He inquired, addressing his new travel companions. "Some kind of conflict?"

"Oh nothing of the sort. Just some very very crazy man wishing to start some trouble-of course it was some kind of conflict you silly man. Dr. Maksim Von Aristo I believe was his name. Nutter wants all the mentals to kill non-mentals and so on and so forth. Anyway now that we're out here, any direction in mind? I've always wanted to travel east. I hear they don't eat bread there. Anyway, I probably re-introduce myself. Frank Chase, former information broker, at your service. Can I get all your names again?"