That's what you think. If we hadn't gotten to the tower by ATV's the Sylphid would have heard you coming from a mile away.

[ He looks ridiculous trying to guide Clara down the dip in the road with his hands hovering inches from the soufflé and in a permanent half squat. Despite his intense stare he still has energy to bicker with her. ]

Known better how? I don't make soufflé. I'm not called Doctor Soufflé which, by the way, is a stupid name. [ He glares at her now that isn't half squatting to protect said soufflé. ] You're the one that makes soufflés all the time.