"Would you go help Daphne since your thoughtless brother won't? He seems to think it's amusing for some perverse reason. "

Dienekes squints his eyes, feels my head, and takes my pulse.."Diana are you feeling faint, are you..." I pull away,
laughing softly as I tell him.."Look I know how she is not dressed, but I trust you darling" I send Dienekes (who is muttering something about a trap ) on his way as I head towards the club to have some words with Joxer.