"Oh, wow..." Tara breathed, snapping her eyes shut just after Jokemaster altered the sky color. "You could have given me a warning."
"Hold up," Jack announced. "Work stops for a bit now. Safety inspector's here."
"G'mornin, Mr. Robeson," the inspector announced walking through the door. "Please have your wife disconnect herself from this crazy contraption you're making."
Tara did as she was told and the inspector turned to Troezen. "Still dressing oddly, I see, but I suppose your project supports that sort of thing." And finally, he stared at Jokemaster. "And who's this? I've not seen you around here before."