I mean, with all due respect, you sort of walk around with uppity breasts, and the hair flips aren't the most subtle. And your perfume - you could be flammable. Now what if somebody shut you down as a safety hazard, how would you feel then?
People think you're strange, you know. Just, just sit there and don't talk.
John "The Biscuit" Cage:
I am an enigma.
You're a cute little enigma.