<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/HVPg5Kp.jpg)</div><strong>Jennifer "Timestop" Whitmore</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1dAHDbe-Ihtp5LXYdCWshcEdpxbMowdPXEfeEfGLhbdQ/edit)<br/><br/>Jennifer hung her head, covering her face with a hand as she groaned, shaking her head with a soft smile.  "You know, Tarot, I've about given up on you.  I've lost track of how many times you've come to help me and I've had to remind you that most people aren't used to our methods of getting around.  You remember the lawyer?  You actually caused the poor man to have a heart attack!"<br/><br/>She glanced apologetically at Barbara.  "Sorry about Tarot.  He's... well, he never did get the hang of toning it down for the unfamiliar.  Anyway, he's safe enough.  He's helped me a time or two before, actually.  His advice... it doesn't always make sense, and sometimes it's a riddle you have to puzzle out.  But it's always good.  He can be trusted."  She glanced around at the others.  "That is, if you actually trust me."