Hail ye, One-Eyed Jack!
The droning pumpkin chorus was directed at the newcomer. Who fixed his good carved eye on the unfortunate trio of crows.
Well, well, well. Invaders in the Master's forest. We'll have to make them welcome, won't we, boys?
Look here, you deformed turnip lump -- we demand to see your leader or else!!!
Yes, folks, Reggie was wearing the wrong hat, but he did speak the right words -- a shudder passed through the crowd of pumpkins at this suggestion. Even One-Eyed Jack received this request with a grim reflection, before chortling.
All right, then. I'll take you to him.