Golly, Foxglove, its good to–er, I mean…Gasp! Who are you?
FOXGLOVE: I am the Keeper of the Book of Forbidden Secrets, which are so intensely forbidden, that some nut decided to write them all down in detail in one complete volume, complete with an index for easy reference. Call me Foxy. MONTEREY: Sorry, lass, not in that outfit. Chip elbows Monterey in the stomach. FOXGLOVE: I have come to warn you that you are in grave danger!