Before Oliver's very eyes, he saw a human do what a spider ought to have been in charge of. In a display that was exclusively for the showmanship of it all, she spun a giant web, in the storefront, covering the windows with it. A web that seemed no less sturdy than that of a Giant Spider. The girls on the loom worked and worked, giving her all the thread that she needed for the show. And only when the act was done did her hands finally pause. She gave a bow at the hip, rather than a courtesy, and then a broad smile, menacing smile. But the applause never came, for no one seemed to have been watching.