By dressing up as a lowly Mozerella, becoming a faithful aide to the late Gorganzola King. How foolish of him not to see past my flimsy disguise. How foolish, when finishing a meeting with the great Four Cheeses, Limburger of the North, Edam of the West, Cheddar of the South and Stinking Bishop of the East, that he left the plans lying on his desk. How foolish of him to come in at that moment.
How did you find the Golden Monkey?