Theodore laughed and put a hand on The Jester's shoulder,
"Of course I can get you your gear! Come on... I own everyth--" Theodore stopped in his tracks and his eyes glazed over as he caught the gaze of a man, a muscular man, a familiar man... The Shadow, one of Theodore's old assassins was here, standing a few feet away, Theodore came up with a very quick, very promising business venture, he used his free hand to part the people between him and The Shadow as his other hand pulled The Jester along,
"The Shadow... Here... With me, in prison!" Theodore was more than happy, he was elated,
"I have a proposition for you both... You both be my go-to-guys in here, I get you whatever you want from the outside and you get me whatever I want on the inside..." Before the deal was finished he was whisked away into his cell, the metal bars rolled shut in front of him and his gaze was fixed on a guard,
"Hey... Boss! Come over here?"