"That should be it," Edgar rises from where he was kneeling, dusting off his trousers.

As you were walking home from work, a group of thieves had ambushed you, but luckily, Edgar was nearby and quickly took care the situation.

He steps over the motionless bodies, walking over to your side. Despite the late hour, he recognizes you as the veterinarian that he brings his ducks to for their checkups. "Did they touch you?" The Jack of Hearts asks, leaning over slightly to examine your face.