"She had like a, like a wolf mask." J. Jonah Jameson said to the young man sitting across from him.
"A wolf?" The small-statured man adjusted his glasses.
"Aren't you listening? What kind of police sketch artist are you? She broke into my house, I should know how she looked!" He yelled.
"Yes, sir. No, sir, I was just, I mean if she's, as you said, a mummy themed menace, wouldn't a jackal mask make more sense than a wolf? It's more on theme."
JJ looked at the man, his eyes squinting "she also had blue hair, does that make sense? Did mummies have blue hair, son?"
"No, sir, I just thought-"
"Well, don't think! Just draw! Artists think they're so smart, did you even go to college, young man?"
"Actually, I—"
"I went to college. Got an education. That's what you kids are missing nowadays. Let me see the picture."
The man flipped over his sketchbook and revealed a very accurate photo of Dawn.
Her jackal mask with the blue wig cascading passed her shoulders. Her wrappings under her blue skirt. He even got the colouring on her pharaoh-like collar almost perfect.
JJ took a look and handed it back to the man.
"She was chubbier."