Yorick bit his tongue. Next thing he knew he'd be stripped and tied up, hung upside down from the ceiling.

Man, that had sucked.

He had a dozen retorts, but he realized there was Natalya to think of, and even Sam. If he fucked up, they'd be the next ones in this chair. He didn't know what the smart thing to do in this situation was. He didn't know what was expected of him, or what they wanted to hear.

But it probably wasn't 'Tinkerbell'.

"I don't know, okay? They didn't tell me."