[Rolling his eyes at the spazzing man on yonder feed, he shrugs instead to get comfortable. Bickering always did as much hurt as it did help. He still thinks you're a damned fool but for the sake of making it easy, he will move the conversation along. You're welcome.]

I do have some sense in my head. The one. With the bright trim and the staff that leave you alone unless you want them to annoy you. [It's not like he takes everyone to the cafe he goes to you know. Just certain Brits.] Just come! I promise I will keep my ideas entirely to myself, non?

[NOPE NOT A FOP~]