Oh, I know. [ His grin is arrogant as it always is when he's in know-it-all mode. ] It's why I grabbed you for a "chat."

You're also up against the bubblegum pop equivalent of acrobats. Everyone's gonna be left in the dust. I can lick my own elbow, dislocate my shoulders, and fold into a pretzel, and I'd still come up short.

What if you went the Catholic school girl route? This place already has two "bad boys," so fill a new niche.