Well, that's the fucking end goal, isn't it. [If nobody can tell Davesprite he's wrong, he can carry on the delusion and everyone can be moderately content with things.

Giving Chikusa a mild thumbs up, Davesprite scopes out the room.] I should be able to write a thing whether you've got the borderline up or not, so I can make that show up when the next group actually gets into the room.