Hmm. Curiouser and curiouser, cried Alice. It's good to hear you at least have a bit of common sense in your skull.

[He carefully steps over the wreckage on the floor and settles his ass down in Lounge Position #3. He won't bother asking about the mess; it's not like the rest of the apartment isn't in a similar state of destruction.]

I hope you know that if this turns out to be the same level of frightening as My Little Pony that you will never hear the end of it from me. I won't show you any mercy.