(This was for the 'unusual crossover' prompt.)
“I say, Cranston.” Bertram Wooster peered up from his periodical. “What’s with the oversized scarf? And that hat!” He hesitated to criticize a fellow clubman, especially when he was a visitor at the American branch, but Lamont’s togs were a bit beyond.
“I AM THE SHADOW.”
“Right-ho. Charades.” This explained – if not excused - the odd costume. Also why none of the other members took the slightest notice of the dark figure lurking in their dining room. He had worried that they were ignoring the man out of embarrassment at his outré antics. “Always time for party games.” Bertie himself preferred darts, or the old-fashioned card toss, but being (as mentioned) a guest he was more than eager to show willing and play along. “I’m topping at charades. Or trivia. Ask me a question.”
“WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEARTS OF MEN?”
Ah. Starting with the easy one. Bertie smiled. “That would be my man Jeeves. Fine grasp of the psychology of the individual, dontcha know?