Dumas had intended his question to be little more than a conversation starter.  So when Chester actually began explaining the trick, he felt a shiver of excitement rush down his spine.  Leaning forward, Dumas rested his chin in his hands, his full attention focused on the talking purple cat.  Wonderland could have been robbed at gunpoint and he wouldn’t have noticed.  For one rare moment, the harsh and cynical lines on Dumas’s face faded away, replaced by the expression of a young boy being told something wondrous.<br/><br/>The trick with the nanobots came as a complete surprise.  That was technology so far beyond Dumas’s understanding that it might as well have been true magic.  But the wind created by flapping wings was a physical thing, and he’d formed a guess about its origins.  “I thought that you must be using some sort of fan,” Dumas confessed, after Chester had finished.  “But actually hijacking the club’s AC system...that’s very clever.”<br/><br/>Dumas felt a pang of disappointment when Chester refused to divulge his methods for creating sound effects.  However, there was something he wanted to know even more than that.  “When the jabberwocky first appears, the ground actually trembles.  How the hell do you make the club floor shake?”