God, that makes me feel so good. I love you, Spectre.

I could wear a smoking jacket and be debonair! Like an attractive Hugh Hefner! I wouldn't want those bunnies though. They do not please me aesthetically... I want to tell them to eat something and throw them carrots. Anyway... Yes, Renee was innocent. And I rather was too. I blinked at them politely and she had to explain. They were grape flavoured because...holy.