Right. You don't like to get your hands dirty, do you? Leave the footwork to one of your goons? [He smirks dryly again, watching the telly out of the corner of his eye to make sure everything is still fine. Nothing seems out of the ordinary at the brunch scene, however.]

You're not Sherlock Holmes. What makes you think you're so special? Or aren't you just a 'mere mortal' like the rest of us?