"[i]And[/i]," the gaudily dressed man added, tapping sharkface playfully on the chest with the tip of his umbrella. "Shark face is a compliment." He leaned back, resting up against one of the trees. "You know, this whole situation brings to mind a particularly experimental episode of The Twilight Zone. Group of eccentric strangers, nondescript area, general mystery, all we'd need is a fifth for the comparison to become slightly ominous."