You liked that Big Mac. You Loved it. You complained the whole time, but you ate it. The whole thing. All of it!

[ he points at Gil accusitorily, and yes, he can most certainly see that Gil seems pleased that Sampo ended up choosing his own face--own appearance, complete with all the scars that comes with the territory. He taps his knee with the tip of a high-heel. ]

Also, I can keep hiring Caleb for legal counsel. He represents me fine. And he puts all of his strength into those stock photos. He sometimes even finds ones that aren't watermarked.