Artemis Fowl the Third walked into his ninth adoption day party like someone who would one day rule the world – or perhaps already did. He walked like that for two more steps, then stopped abruptly as he spotted the massive man standing in the far corner. The giant stepped forward to introduce himself. "Mr. Fowl. My name is Butler." Artemis frowned as Butler held out his huge hand to him – he had been legally adopted and although he liked to call himself Fowl, his name was Artemis Hamish Julius Holmes. The man moved away as-
"Arty!" Mrs. Hudson, their landlady, pulled him into a massive hug, which he wormed his way out of as soon as possible. Through the woman's arms he noticed Butler melt back into the shadows. He shuddered irrationally, then pushed all thoughts of the giant man to the back of his mind, to be replaced by many new ones about his party.