"Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world," said Jones, switching into a posh accent. He looked down at her, as if suddenly surprised to find her underneath him. "That bang was the sound of a very brave man martyring himself. Somewhere near the conference center. It seems to have drawn the cops’ attention. Which was the whole idea, of course. We have had to do rather a lot of improvising today. Speaking of which, you and I are now going to execute a very nonimprovised long walk off a short pier. If you work with me and come along nicely, I shall permit you to keep your teeth."