"Do you believe in the Boogieman?" Pitch sneered.
Jack leaned in his staff, apparently unconcerned. "The Booger Man? Gross."
Pitch glared. "Boogieman," he repeated hotly.
"Oh, Boogie Man?" Jack did a couple quick disco dance moves.
Pitch slapped his forehead with a long-fingered hand and drew it down his face. "I've had enough of your foolishness, Frost."
"Already? " Jack grinned. "I'm just getting started."