You know why I want Whitney? I need someone to manage all those punks meddling with my town. You know those types. Thinkin' they got the right to be tramplin' muh hybrids and trashing the place. Whitney is the one. She can benchpress a Mcdonalds regular and snap their nonexistant neck so hard that the others will be running home and hiding in their pantry eating the leftover Pringles from last week. Marshal? She'll roast him until he's mushy just so she can STOMP. HIS. FACE. IN. Ankha? Like she cares about whatever demonic ancient egyptian blood tornado monstrosity she can conjure up. Phoebe? Don't even get me started. Whitney so BEAUTIFUL THAT EVEN THE PHOENEX CAN CATCH ON FIRE. Stitches? His stuffing is already ripped out and stuffed right down his throat. Do they feel fear? Probably not since they're AI but still...Whitney is awesome.