From the Hip

Douglas Benoit:
Let me explain something to you, Mr. Weathers. Through the vicissitudes of wholly gratuitous genetic accidents, I was visited with extremely high intelligence. I was further blessed - or burdened, as it were - with certain physical traits that would suggest, shall we say, "good breeding." Now, in this proletarian stew which we laughingly call society, these attributes are not always advantageous.

Robin 'Stormy' Weathers:
Is this your idea of a pep talk?