EDWARD: Anonymous asks: Dear Riddler, can we hear Query and/or Echo say something? Thanks, Jo. DefinitelyNotClayFace asks: Mr. Nygma, are we ever going to hear from your lovely associates Echo and Query on this blog? Also, Anonymous asks: Why always henchgirls and never henchmen? I shall give you some background on my associates Query and Echo, first. Query works as a bouncer in a popular Gotham nightclub, and Echo is an active member of a motorcycle club. They have their own lives and side projects to occupy their time, and due to their association with me, they tend to work together. As you may have noticed, I have not appeared to require their help for some time, but that is the beauty of having people behind the scenes. I have employed Echo to manage the continued sanctity of my car; respect for classic vehicles being right in her wheelhouse. As for Query, she and some of her other like-minded friends have made sure that my apartment remains in the state that I left it. As one of the few solvent rogues in Gotham, my home and possessions are vulnerable to outsiders in my absence. They are paid handsomely for their efforts, you understand; I appreciate good work. As for hearing them speak, I'm sure I can arrange something. Ho there! Guard! GUARD: Whaddya want, Nygma? EDWARD: I require the use of your mobile phone. GUARD: Guards are prohibited from keeping mobile phones on their person, as you well know. EDWARD: Oh, come now. We both know that's more of a guideline than a rule. And one that you don't follow, might I add. GUARD: ... EDWARD: I won't tell if you won't. I'll even toss in this shiny new dictaphone for you. You can write that great American novel like you've always wanted. GUARD: (grunt) Fine. You got exactly one minute. EDWARD: Much obliged. Let's just punch in the number... Ah! It's ringing. Hello! I'd like to speak to Query, please. Hmm hmm hmmm... Query dear! Riddler. I've got a favour to ask of you. No, it's nothing weird. Why do you always ask that? I merely request that you say a few words...