Our hero was led to his living quarters. There he found it decorated with a circus theme. "Well slap my ass and call me mourice! This is my kinda place." Our pro bono warlord of justice them proceded to engage in the most dire of matters. "bouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncy" .....jumping on the bed. i need to fire my agent.