To find a man sulking in this atmosphere was to find coal among diamonds, the dust of depression amidst gusts of laughter. Edward took little time in detecting the self-proclaimed Captain Metropolis, and took even fewer seconds delighting in his apparent displeasure.

"Nelson, m'boy!" Edward strode to his prize, wrapping an arm around the other man's plush shoulders. "Who the hell told you those colors worked together? The criminal! Crimes against fashion!"

Eddie had, of course, seen Captain Metropolis about to sign autographs. The man was on stage right after the deputy mayor.

"I mean, really, you're blond! Dear lord."