[ Alberto listens intently, though his brows do raise at the last bit. "That's what they want people to think..." He narrows his eyes a bit at the first monkey who'll make eye contact with him, cocking a brow, as he crosses his arms over his chest. ]

Sooo... They're like— land dolphins. Except they actually want people to think they're nice, and not just smart snobs. Got it. Can they talk, at least?

[ ... The fuck? "Can they talk?"

Seriously, how much does this kid know? Antonio, you're opening up a whole new world for this preteen boy, here. ]