Don't tell me boss I said that when you meet him though. He's here. You'll know him by the...

[ And he'll do the glasses-adjustment-thing again as if to demonstrate because no one adjusts his glasses like William T. Spears. There's a small hum though as he tilts his head slightly. ]

Impulsive's what I'm thinking. A good idea, yeah, nothing's better'n a moving target but... well... Noel, lad, come away from there. Might come back to life again.

[ And a jerk of his thumb to the remnants of the dummy. Thankfully, Noel's obedient enough to stand and hurry back to his god's side, at least. ]

Should prolly direct complaints to the proper authorities though...