Tiger listened to the Puppeteer as he sliced victims down.  When he heard Doll's shout he whipped around, slightly startled, but quickly regained his composure.  "Sorry sweetheart," he said, bunching up his muscles, "show's over!"  He jumped backwards, and ran on all fours, trying to make himself as small as possible.  A cord got dangerously close to snagging him, but he was able to slice it at the last second.  "Close one," he murmured, trying to slice the others.  If he made one slip up he could be caught.