“A man was attacking me with a wet handkerchief.”

“The "Wet Tongue Gets Stuck To A Frozen Flagpole" attack!”

“The old man took out an extraordinarily beautiful and elegant handkerchief and gave it to her to dry her tears. It was the sort of handkerchief that one might be content to be judged by if it was all that remained of one after one's death.”

“Never trust a man who carries a handkerchief, I always say. One of many prejudicial rules of thumb.”

“The first handkerchief was tied to a second, yellow handkerchief. He fed both through the window and kept pulling. Attached to it was a red one. Then a green one. “Go away, you goddamn clown!” Jenny ordered. But Benny the Clown continued to pull out handkerchief after handkerchief. Five…ten…fifteen…then… That’s not a handkerchief.”

“I suggest you leave. Now. (Nykyrian)(The would-be attackers flee.)Had you said ‘boo,’ I think they would have wet themselves. (Kiara)”