[Sholmes, in his sexy nun outfit, a combination of words I will likely repeat to give you all brain damage, just gives all the kids in the boulevard a wide smile! His daemon, in the form of a steel gray-blue bunny, is lounging on his shoulder.]
So, you all are the smartest in town, are you not? I have good word to believe you are.
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So, you all are the smartest in town, are you not? I have good word to believe you are.
[He has heard nothing of the sort.]