“Laurel and Hardy!” Gnatcatcher screamed. “What?” the three agents said in unison. Gnatcatcher did not explain. He roared. “Get me the White House! And get another court order! We’re invading the house!” “The White House, sir?” Smith said faintly. “No, you imbecile! The house of Agrafan and Netter! Have our men armed, ready to shoot the first sign of resistance! Can you get hold of bazookas?”