All right, all right, I've
had it! Back off, everyone!!"
"Look out, he's got a gun!"
"That's right, and I'm not afraid to wave it about threateningly!"
"Jordan! I...
suspected you were the culprit, ever since--"
"SHUT UP! You had no idea, you
insipid fool, until I pulled the gun on you just now! Yes, I did it! I figured out the culprit, then watched for
nineteen pages while you all squirmed and made typically-lame lounge jokes! I even provided a better death scenario than the Lobster gave us (a struggle in a room crowded with moderators, which
no one saw? Indeed! My death scenario was
brilliant! Worthy of Nero Wolfe! If he'd actually sink so low as to show up here...).
"Yes, I worked it out! And that prize should have been
mine! If it weren't for you
meddling kids!... say, why's this gun getting so heavy?... get away from me with that magnet, you fool!..."