Victoria had been sharp and determined enough as it was when she was confined to bed with illness and sedated to hell with moon-soaked howlite powder whenever Jekyll could justify it, but now that she was mostly better? She had become an absolute terror.

As popular as her speeches about how Jekyll was destroying mad science had been among the lodgers, it never felt like quite enough to Victoria. No, she began broadening her horizons. Knocking on lodgers doors as though she were playing Jehovahs Witness.

Three rapid, enthusiastic knocks interrupted your work. You opened the door to find the good Doctor Frankenstein grinning at you.

"Hallo! May I come in? Just a word about how Doctor Henry is turning you into one of his pawns of the bourgeoisie, thank you!"

Before you could answer, she was already pushing past you, muttering a quiet 'Danke schön!' through her heavy accent.