Clue watched the rat quietly, thinking it sweet. He liked animals, and they liked him. It was a good sign that animals liked Sloane too — or at least Barnabas did, and there was no reason why he couldn't be assumed a good judge of character.

"My name is Clue", he gave his oddity of a moniker. "And you are right. I'll call the spider Rain."

Sloane... "I've been to a place called Sloane before. Sloane Square. But... I didn't like it", he remembered dully. "Are you named after the place?"