I caught my coat with one hand, and made a face to feign taking offense at the Doctor's words. In truth, I wasn't even paying attention to his words, my mind was only focusing on one thing. And now I would have it.
I slipped my left hand through the left sleeve, and as I slipped my right hand into the coat, I reached into one of its deep pockets, drawing an object through my right sleeve as I finished putting on the coat.
In one quick movement, I raised my small ivory blowgun and blew the pre-loaded darts at the Doctor. Had he been Hyde, I may have missed him, but as an old man he was an easy target.
I only prayed he wouldn't shift before the tranquilizer took effect.