When one's body is as perfect as Jonas', undressing in public is less of a vocation than a moral duty. After all, it would be a crime to deprive the women of Clint City of the sight of such a perfectly toned and athletic physique. And if they happen to feel like slipping a note or two in his boxers at the same time, well who’s he to stop them?
As the crème-de-la-crème of the jet-set, the Uppers rule the night. They’ve got it all, and money, champagne and titles are certainly not in short supply. They generally dislike everyone but they particularly despise “the poor who just aren’t the teeniest bit funky”. The Uppers hope that the government will finally take steps to banish ugly people once and for all.