"Wassup with the orientation?" asked Jinks, to TC's amusement, "well," he explained, "the sun shouldn't set in the East, everyone knows that, even the sprigger who re-studs Officer Dibble's boots knows that, and rife rumours to the contrary, even Officer Dibble hisself knows that, and that's just for starters, see, over there, that pair of meeces?" and following TC's pointing claw, Jinks spotted his two bêtes noir, and nodded, "yepp," he confirmed, "I hates 'em to peeces!" and his friend patted his knee affectionately, "as you should, Jinksy, cos you are a Cat, a superior species, and they are Meeces, an inferior species, which fact, once again, even Officer Dibble - who doesn't give a fig for many things - is aware of, but just suppose, they wasn't the colour of meeces, just suppose they was afflicted with a rare condition known to us cognoscenti as aposematism, what would you think?" but Jinks was horrified, "no! no!" he cried, jumping to his feet, "you ain't gonna tag me as a anti-semite, anti-meeces, yepp definately, but anti-semite, no never, my Babushka was a Jewish Moggavitch from Lvov, it's true, I got papers to prove it," by which time TC had risen too and was putting an arm round Jinks, "it's okay buddy, I'm talkin bout aposem-a-tism, got nuthin to do with bein Jewish, it's like Chameleon's got, they're born with it, let's em change colour whenever they're threatened, they can turn blue, which looks real poisonous, or the same colour as the red door they're standing beside, or the sand they're sunbathin on at the beach, which is why it's easy to trip over 'em, did I ever tell you bout the time I was in Scranton, PA? it was downtown, on Lackawanna Avenue, and I was lookin for the five-and-dime and there, across the street, I sees Woolworth and Kresge, right next door to each other, so I trots across and heads straight into Woolworth when I walks Slap! Bang! into Schnozzle, you remember Schnozzle? the Chameleon Monkey with the proboscis? course you do, well, apparently he's spotted a coupla loan sharks over the other side who was eye-ballin him so he did a ripple right along the street, lookin exactly like whatever was behind him, and when I got there he looked like the glass door, absolutely invisible, and we both fell down and then he scrambled me inside before those two guys clocked us, oh it was great to see him again, but in Scranton? you just never can tell!" so Jinks asked, "what's that got to do with the meeces?" but TC shook his head, "nope, I don't know, you tell me, is it a trick question or is it a secret?"