Dude! Since when do I word-vomit? I'm perfectly charming during every encounter with a lady. Unless that lady is Artemis, but she doesn't count.

[Uh, whoa. Hands go up in defense.]

Whoa, man, it's called a joke? Geez, I know your bike's probably hiding behind some bush and it can probably read your brainwaves or something so all you have to do is think and it'll be here.