Jack wasn't entirely sure Karen would believe him either. Some very strange things had happened. "Well," he started, clasping his hands together, "I was taken hostage by men in tights, and not the good kind of men in tights either... they were dressed like butterflies or bees or something." Which was beyond weird to begin with, but this entire city was just bizarre.
"Then I met three other Jack's at some kind of dinner thing for all Jacks. Two of them were captains of something or other, not that I really paid attention, but there was this really creepy Jack who wanted me to come see his 'asylum.' Of course, I refused."
He shuddered, remembering that that particular Jack had just freaked him out in a mostly indescribable way. "What else? Ok. I met some guy with a sword who looked like he belonged in one of those faires the nerds go to."