☁!
☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them.
He never expected to be a tour guide in his home country but since Megara was considerate enough show him around during a visit to Greece, he figured it would be rude of him not to return the favor. After all, he was proper English gentleman.
“To your right is the Big Ben and Parliament, a true testament of British architecture.” A wide and devious grin broke out across his visage, recalling fondly about the “Big Ben Caper” and other jobs he had worked while wreaking havoc across England. The Big Ben Caper was one of his favorite displays of his past work.
Just when he was about to go into a concise history of the building’s origins, the cloudy sky above already had darken and unfortunately, unleashed a torrential shower of rain. Grumbling, Ratigan opened his umbrella, careful to not let his expensive suit or shoes get wet.
“Ah, now England has given you its proper welcome, Miss Megara,” the professor of crime groused, hating the very thought of the rain dampening his plans for the day. “And this is only a light shower.”