"I don't believe we've met," the Scarecrow said with a smile, both replying to Remy's question while greeting the newcomer. He took a mental note of something Remy had said- movie store. So what he had taken from the store was a movie? Exactly what being a movie entailed escaped him, but he'd definitely find out. There had to be a reason he and his friends appeared on it. There was a good chance it had been put in Doyleton as another part of the Wizard Landel's trickery; however, he couldn't help but be curious.

Where were his manners? He sat up, realizing he'd not introduced himself. "How do you do, ma'am? I'm the Scarecrow."