The Grand Master's iron grip on our affairs was never stronger. He is willing to excuse your behavior, but only because he understands that the onset of puberty has temporarily unhinged your mind. Do not confuse his benign indulgence for befuddlement.
Uh Oh... Should I have mentioned the G2???
Sooo, just to get this straight... That wasn't you I saw coming down the steps of the G2 wearing a bikini after Radio Astronomer had left then? The sun was behind the plane, so the photos I got aren't that clear. There is a distinct resemblance though; there can't be many club-footed redhead bathing beauties with a pronounced five 'o clock shadow.