Well, then I'll tell you the same thing I told the last thirty-four jackasses. I didn't take them, I haven't seen them, and if you try to shoot me I'm putting you in traction.

[It's okay if you want to bite her, Konstantin. She'd kind of like to hit you.]

I'm also going to point out accusing someone of something I'm still not entirely clear on, in their own home, and then shooting, stabbing, and one weird guy who tried to catch me in a fishing net is all incredibly rude.