Martin Karloff- Beautiful Mind

“She has stolen. It does not belong to her. We are...I am very upset by this.” A voice says in the darkness.

“Sweeeeet Caroline.....bum bum bah.....the bleak times never looked so bad....” The voice says. We hear several things get knocked off of a shelf.

“What makes the grass grow? What makes the grass grow? What makes the grass grow?” Martin repeats.

“Blood Blood Blood.” Martin seems to answer himself.

“Thieves. Entitled thieves. They work around the rules. They harm the equation. They stack the odds in their own favor. Irrational numbers. They exist to mock me. I will not be mocked. I do my studying like a good boy. I rationalize the irrational. Three point one four one five nine two six five three five eight nine seven nine three two three eight and on and on it goes but you need to keep going. You need to rationalize the irrational. You need to quantify the reasons she has what you don't. Courtney Leinart. The most irrational of numbers. She helped her to steal from me and then disappeared, not allowing me the satisfaction of...rationalizing her integer all over a concrete floor. Perhaps she fled to destroy the evidence. The evidence that she and Sweet Caroline were part of the same equation. Oh THAT changes things a bit... Conspiracy. The Phoenix involved. They will cheat me out of what is mine again. Must be smarter. I AM smarter.” Martin says. He pulls the string on a light bulb and we see that he is using his body paint to make equations on his body.

“I am the master tactician. I can see the equations that they can't see. I have the most beautiful mind in this industry and I will use it. I will be four steps ahead of you all this time. X equals Caroline minus New Gen Title.” Martin says. He paints a big 'X' on his chest and chuckles insanely.

“Solve for X” Martin says.