So muses the master detective whose wardrobe is as loud as his gaping maw? Colour Amy unimpressed with the insult. She is, on the other hand, curious about the restrained response.

"Can it wait?" she shouts; "did you not notice I 'aven't been in my own bed all night because somebody misused their new power? Eh? This is for sexy-times only, not tryin' to get me out of the room so you can write your smut."

She tosses the sock at Shotaro's face, fully expecting the explosion to happen now.