<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#800080">Gleeman contented himself with humming tunelessly in his cell.  He would make do for the time being.  If for no other reason than the fact that soon enough, he would be walking these halls whether Warden wanted him to or not.  Now that would be something funny to see.  Warden's face when he came face to face with an unbound clown.  He giggled happily and the restraints holding him to the table shook.  No one ever thought he was here of his own free will.  They all seemed to think he had bungled something in his plan and had gotten nabbed.  Well, that was just part of the punchline to him.  He was biding his time, waiting for the perfect set up.  Granted Kari was a helpful addition to his plans.  Someone like that could make for a worthy accomplice to his shenanigans.  His painted face split into a wide and mirth filled grin and he broke down into laughter.  The looks he got from the guards only made him laugh harder, enjoying their unease with the same sense of humor that had put him in here in the first place.</span>