"I always invest my time in useful things I enjoy."

"Like you cat charms."

"Anything having to do with my cats. Besides, they can come in handy, can't they? Unlike what some people waste their time on. I made sure they took it with them." Helena said.

"Why didn't you just tell me that in the first place?" Terry asked.

"I just wanted to make sure to give you as much of a hard time as I possibly could." she replied.

"And you're ingenious at that!"

Maybe Selina knew a remedy for the headaches she caused, he thought. She must have lots of patience to deal with Helena.

"Thank you."

"I didn't mean it as a compliment."

"You should have."

"You didn't set this up, as well, did you?" he asked, suddenly. "Like you did the interview."

"Why would I do that?"

"You tell me."

"Did you?" asked Selina in what was sternest voice she had ever used with Helena, which actually wasn't very stern at all.

"No. I…how did we ever end up in this mess?"

"Can you trace the charm?" he interrupted, before she could go on.

"Yes. Although it would be quicker if we went and got it ourselves."

"No."

"We only go and get our charm back. It is ours, after all."

Adela meowed, as though agreeing with her 'owner'.

"Why can't we?" she demanded. "The charm belongs to us, and it only makes sense that we should go and retrieve it ourselves. What if we were to lose it for good? That's a fortune."

"You're worrying about that?" he asked incredulously. "I'll make sure to get you your charm back, as well."

Ferrando thought Helena would be very happy to hear just how well this had worked. Even he didn't think it would work this well.

Helena's ideas almost always ended up getting them or whoever had been involved into trouble. But never this kind of trouble.

When he'd agreed, he had been more worried about getting into legal trouble for having used someone else's name and image without their permission.

Now he wished they had ended up in the middle of a scandal instead, because it didn't seem like he was going out of this one alive. It looked very hopeless.

"I don't know who Batman is." Ferrando kept repeating. "I pretended to be Batman for that particular evening. And none of this was in the contract."

"Look!" said Helena. "There my Altair's eagle is!"