This Is Why I Usually Have Slylock Narrate.
Count Weirdly looks surprised to see I’m already here.
C-crap h-h-he’s alreadt H-HERE k-keep it tog-g-gether.
Maybe I ought to have a word with him. That photo is the most obviously fake ever.
J-just s-stick t-t-t-to the script.
I mean, I’m almost starting to be embarressed for the guy.
C-c’mon detective say it! I c-c-can’t do this without y-you-
Yeah, I should nip this in the bud right now. “Count? Is there something you want to tell us?”
“W-w-whatta you m-mean, detective?”
“About how your photograph is fake? Cause it pretty clearly is. Sorry”
“I’m glad you said that, because I’d like to take this opportunity to unveil my new fake-photograph technology!”
“Wh-what do you think, D-detective?”
“I think I’m leaving.”
Darn. I hurt his feelings.
Good one, Weirdly.