Glitter and light flashed. When it dissolved, the Goblin King stood in its place. Along with a vaguely familiar teen guy. Farrah looked surprised, even though she had called him. She hadn't expected it to work. "Did you mean what you just said, young Farrah?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Bryon raised an eyebrow, not in the same frame of mind as Jareth, though. That Farrah, he'd seen her somewhere. He thought for a moment, but still couldn't place the face. "No, really. I called you for help. Have you heard of Jared? Well, even if you haven't, he's downstairs right now holding my mother Sarah Williams hostage. He's in a goth outfit, if that gives you any clues. Just a minute." Farrah said as she took Tobi and set her back in her crib. She hadn't stirred a bit since when Farrah'd yelled at her. Farrah quickly ran back into her room. "We'd better go." Jareth said urgently. He conjured a few crystals and transported all three of them downstairs. At the sight of the trio Jared abruptly stopped struggling with Sarah. Sarah had a few bruises, but was otherwise unharmed. "Well," Jared said, turning to face Jareth "if it isn't Jareth." "Actually it is." Farrah retorted. Jared glared at her, just like he had when she'd gotten home. Only this time there was more intensity behind it. "Shut up you little witch bitch. If I hadn't left you unchained, you'd be in her little hell with her." He said, gesturing towards Sarah. "You take that back!" Bryon yelled. Even if he didn't know this Farrah, he was certain she didn't take that as a compliment. "Oh look. Farrah's finally gotten herself a boyfriend. Isn't that nice?" Jared sneered. Farrah had an urge to shout back, but wasn't entirely angered by the statement. It didn't look like the guy was either. But that soon changed, and they resumed their upset, angry looks. "Isn't it nice that someone will actually mourn your death?" Jared sneered again. "Enough talk." Jareth said, raising his hand. "Let's get down to business."