Presidential suite.
Ned Mamet, Elijah, and Clement Drew all looked at the tightly closed door in dismay.
Clive just left like that, off to play his Arthur again.
Ned Mamet rubbed his head and said, "Feels like he needs a bit of a beating."
Elijah nodded, "Mm, a bit."
Clement Drew snorted coldly, "I think he doesn't just need a bit of a beating, but a lot."
Ned Mamet looked amusedly at Clement Drew, nudged his arm, and said, "Mr. Drew, are you jealous?"
Clement Drew snorted again, "Why would I be jealous?"
"Jealous of his telepathy with Audrey!"
"Audrey and I also have telepathy. Otherwise, how would you all come to Ratin Country? How else would Mona survive?"